Disclaimer ... unbeta'd
Jasper:
I wipe my forehead and watch the disaster on the field.
As the clock winds down, I close my eyes and roll my neck.
Emotions and frustration are running high tonight.
The defensive line has been mouthing off the entire game. Yeah, they spent a lot of time on the field tonight, but it's not like we do that shit on purpose.
Cullen was sacked three times tonight, had two fumbles and an interception. It was a rough fucking night.
When we get into the locker room, Black is going crazy.
He's yelling at the entire team and putting his finger in Cullen's face.
"What the fuck were you doing out there, Rookie? You're making the same damn mistakes you made last week. Same mistakes, over and over. The offense has got to play better; protect the damn ball."
I can see that Cullen's emotions are getting the best of him. He's in Black's face, he's not backing down. Cullen steps forward but Emmett stands up and gets in Black's personal space, pushing him off.
"Motherfucker, what the hell did you do that was so damn helpful in this game? Because the last time I checked, the Dolphins scored four fucking TD's. Where the hell was the defensive line while that shit was happening?"
Black rushes him and the coaches run in and start pushing people apart. A few guys are thrown out of the room and I shake my head.
"Enough!" Coach yells. "Get cleaned up and get the hell out of here. Be back here at six a.m. tomorrow; if you're late, you won't be playing next week."
He walks out just as the reporters swarm the locker room. Black's damn face is in the camera again and I grab my bag and head to the showers.
Tomorrow will be a better day.
a/n: I've obviously played with this to serve my story but it's been pretty exciting today! On a happy note, Cowboys are 6-1, baby! Let's hope they keep it up! ;)