I DON'T OWN THE WARRIORS

It was dark as Cobb walked alone on the streets of Riverside. He had been kicked out of his uncle's house because instead of going to school, he would just skip & play ball instead.

"Get out of my house, you no good piece of shit." His uncle shouted as Cobb walked out.

Cobb had never known what a real family was. His mother had died in childbirth, his father had been an abusive drunk before he got killed in a bar fight & his uncle had only taken him in because the state promised to give him money for child support. That money never came & Cobb's uncle never let him forget it. Despite all of the shit he had to put up with, he could always count on Baseball to keep him sane. As he walked into the park, he saw a guy in a baseball uniform. His face was covered in paint. It was yellowish green with a Black circle on his left eye. As Cobb walked up to him, he could see that another guy was just leaving. He walked up to the guy who looked up & saw him.

"Hey." The guy said.

"What's with the makeup?" Cobb asked. The guy thought for a moment & then said.

"It's my gang's colors."

"You're in a gang?"

"Yeah, we're small, but we're gonna make it." The guy said with determination

"Who's we?" Cobb asked.

The dude looked down, "well, no one yet." he said before looking up at Cobb. "You wanna be the first member." he said hopefully. Cobb thought about it. He stood at 6'5, he was strong & fast & street smart, He always knew that 1 day, some gang would try & recruit him sooner or later. Besides, he liked this guy, there was something about him that told Cobb that he would go places.

"Sure, why not?" Cobb said. The guy smiled wide at him.

"Well, if you're joining my set, I better know who you are." he said.

"My name's Tyler, but everyone calls me Cobb." Cobb replied.

"Like Ty Cobb, nice. Everyone calls me Thurman, after Thurman Munson." He said, offering his hand.

"Nice to meet you." Cobb said.

"The rest of my team is around here somewhere, once we explain to them the opportunities, they'll join up with us, I know it." Thurman said.

"Let's go." Cobb said as he ran off with Thurman. Part of him was thinking that they were going to be a real heavy set, the other half was wondering what he'd gotten himself into.

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