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Chapter 18 – Recruiting

Huey led his team up to the front door of Wuncler's mansion. Ed had called earlier that morning to inform them that they could now use the field Wuncler had built in his backyard for them. Huey rang the door bell and as he expected one of Wuncler's butlers answered.

"Can I help you?" the butler said looking at the group of teens with disdain.

"We're here to see Ed the third," Huey said ignoring the butler's unbutler-like attitude.

"Right this way," the butler sneered leading them through the house and into the backyard where Ed and Rummy were sitting hunched over some blueprints on the patio table. "Mr. Wuncler your guests have arrived."

Ed looked up from the blueprints. "Take dem back to the field Jeeves. Me and Rummy have some shit to work out."

"As you wish sir," Jeeves bowed slightly to Ed and then led the teens to the back of their developed portion of the Wuncler estate. There was a small fence blocking off the forest away with an opening to a dirt road that cut through the forest.

"This will take you back to the football field. Mr Wuncler Sr. is already there doing a final check," Jeeves said. "I trust you can drive these." He pointed to the ATVs lined up along the wall.

"We can handle them," Huey said.

"Then I will take my leave," Jeeves said returning to the mansion.

Jason's phone went off just then and he picked it up. "Hello...Johnny?"

"Johnny is he going to come down?" Caesar asked Huey listening to their half of the conversation.

"We're at the Wuncler estate. You know where it is?...yeah the really big one...I'll wait for you in the back," Jason said hanging up his phone.

"Well?" Caesar asked hopeful that their problems were about to become history.

"Johnny said he was coming down to meet the team but he is not one hundred percent sure he is going to play," Jason said. "You guys can go ahead I'll stay here and wait."

"No we'll all wait. If he is going to join the team I want him to see our team unity right from the start," Huey said leaning against the closest ATV.

Twenty minutes later Jeeves came out of the mansion again this time leading Johnny down to the edge of the yard. "Are there anymore of you coming or is this it," Jeeves scowled.

"No that's it," Huey said returning the scowl.

"Aloha brahs," Johnny greeted them carrying his helmet.

"Johnny how's it going?" Jason asked greeting his old rival with a fist bump.

"Good, good just relaxing and doing some training you know brah. I hear you guys are in a tough spot right now," Johnny said before greeting each of the group. "Where are your linemen?"

"Since our field has been out of commission I got the varsity team to allow them to practice with them. They seem to be making huge improvements in their system so I'm leaving them there until the end of the week," Huey said. "I'm sure Jason has filled you in over the last couple of days on our predicament."

"He has, but I'm going to tell you now I'm still not sure I want to keep playing this year, but since you're running out of time I'll help you out with this game," Johnny said. "After that you'll have to find another more permanent replacement."

"It will have to do. We're glad you are giving us this one game at least."

"With Johnny and me in the receiving core our passing game will be unstoppable," Jason bragged with his cocky smirk.

"What about me?" Hiro asked.

"And Hiro," Jason added late. "With me and Johnny down the field and Hiro up short we won't even need a running game."

"With me runni' da ball we won't need ya JJ," Cindy said giving him his cocky smirk.

"Alright, alright we'll all just agree that our offence is killer now can we get going I want to see this field," Caesar said jumping on the ATV beside Huey. "You can settle this on the field later."

With only five ATV's they had to double up and Jazmine climbed on the back of Huey's ATV while Cindy stood beside Jason tapping her foot. "Ya gonna let me drive dis time," Cindy said giving him a stern look.

"Just get on," Jason laughed.

"Don't make me smack a fool," Cindy said glee in her eyes.

"Alright, alright have it your way," Jason sighed sliding back on the ATV still laughing.

"Damn Jay it's only been two days and she's already got you whipped," Caesar taunted Jason as he started up his ATV.

"Shut it," Jason said grabbing on to the back of the ATV as Cindy pulled it out after Caesar. "Run him off the path."

"Already ahead of ya on dat one?"Cindy said driving up beside Caesar and running his ATV off the path.

"What the hell?" Caesar cursed narrowly avoiding a tree before swerving back onto the road. "You could have killed me."

"Oh suck it up Ceez," Hiro said passing the center.

"Screw it I'm going to get you back," Caesar said pushing his ATV to the limit to catch up.

"Slow down," Jazmine called to everyone from behind Huey who caught in the moment sped up to catch up with his fleeing friends. Close on his heels Johnny followed but was not willing to get caught up in their silliness. He did not want to get attached or he would find himself doing the exact opposite of what he wanted to. If he became good friends with everyone it would be really hard for him to leave after the game without damaging that friendship.

Caesar tried to get to Cindy and Jason but Hiro blocked him. "Hiro get out of the way."

"Yeah right you aren't beating me," Hiro called back.

"This isn't a race I just want pay back," Caesar yelled trying once again to get by Hiro but he blocked him again.

"It's a race now," Hiro shouted back.

"You heard the man," Huey said passing Caesar. "Last one to the field runs extra laps."

Johnny was the next to pass Caesar. "Hey it's my first day I don't want to run extra laps brah."

"This isn't fair," Caesar said catching up to Johnny who was passing Huey as Cindy disappeared around the last corner with Hiro right behind her. "I think it's time for you to taste your own medicine Huey. Have fun with the laps."

Caesar and Johnny without the weight of two people left Huey behind, but with Hiro blocking their way they could not pass the pair in the lead. "Hiro either pass them or get out the way," Caesar called once again on Hiro's tail.

"I can't their driving in the middle of the path and there is not enough room," Hiro said.

"Then push through the field is up ahead, brah," Johnny said finally getting into the spirit of the competition. The field was now in sight. It was a sight to behold. It was not just a simple field like their old one, but a small stadium. Towering in front of them was the back of what could only by stands and it even had a press box at the top. The rest of the field was enclosed in a high fence with nets behind each end zone and a scoreboard at the far end.

Cindy was the first to the large opening in the back of the stands and Hiro, Caesar, and Johnny were not too far behind. Huey and Jazmine brought up the rear unable to make up for their slow start.

The opening led to a small garage like area big enough for large trucks. Parked along the wall where two gold carts with giant gold 'W's of the roofs and hoods.

"I guess ya have to run da extra laps," Cindy said to Jazmine and Huey when they came to a stop.

"It's only one extra lap," Huey said.

"And how many would it have been if one of us lost?" Caesar asked.

"Three," Huey said much to the chagrin of his team.

"That's unfair. Just because you are the captain does not mean you can change the rules when things don't go your way."

"Yes it does. That's what it means to be captain," Huey said with a rare smirk. "Besides there were two of us on our ATV so the penalty laps are divided between us."

"Whatever cheater just do ya laps," Cindy said.

Riley caught the ball in double coverage and with an explosive burst of speed got away from his shadows and found himself all alone in the end zone. "Ya see dat nigga. Who's da best?" he said after doing his usual celebration of dunking the ball through the uprights.

"Way to go Riley," Alex clapped from down the field. "Take a break we're going to run some defensive drills."

"Shouldn't I be on da field den?" Riley asked jogging back to his new team.

"Nah you can rest. Your only job on defence is to make sure Jason James does not get the ball. Right now we're practicing against their running game."

"What runnin' game? I was dere runnin' game nigga," Riley said.

"Yes but their quarterback can still run and they will have to find someone to try and replace you," Alex pointed out.

"Dey can't replace someone like me nigga."

"I know. Why do you think we wanted you on our team? We lost our last game to Roosevelt we can't lose this game and expect to make it to the finals. They can't replace your skill but they will have to have someone running," Alex reasoned.

"Probably Cindy. She's dere next best option for a runnin' back," Riley said. "But she does not have a very quick first step and needs time to pick up speed."

"And we're going to make use of that," Alex said. "Now go take a break."

"Whateva nigga," Riley joined the rest of the offensive squad on the sidelines. It was odd to have breaks while part of the team still practiced, but he could not say he did not like it. Alex did not run his team to near death like Huey did and that suited Riley just fine. He had mounds of skill what did he need to practice for.

Riley set his helmet down on the ground beside Tex who had sat out most of the practice. Riley did not know where the teen was a very good receiver and a competent running back too. Sitting on his helmet, Riley grabbed one of the bottles of water from the table behind them.

"You're making a big mistake," the teen said suddenly. His speech pattern was familiar to Riley and he knew why, he spoke like Caesar just little more thuggish.

"What ya talkin' about nigga?" Riley asked surprised the stocky but tall teen was talking to him. He had been to three practices now and the teen had yet to say a single word to him.

"Ya should have stayed with ya old team," he said. "Ya don't want to be associated with this team."

"I'll do whatever it takes to win nigga and prove I am da best," Riley said.

"Ya saw that now, but you'll regret it later," the teen assured him. "I thought the same as ya when I joined here, but I don't want to win their way. Now look at me rather than playing I'm sitting on the side lines."

"That won't happen to me Tex," Riley disagreed. As long as he won and Jason lost he did not care how it happened.

"My name's not Tex by the way. Alex just thinks it's funny to call me Tex because of that states history with blacks. He thinks he's insulting me," the teen informed him. "My real name is Brooks."

"Brooks, nigga dat ain't no better den Tex."

"Maybe not to ya but I take pride in my name. I'm named after my home Brooklyn," Brooks said. "Wish I had stayed there."

"Why are ya here den if ya want to be dere?" Riley asked. He shouldn't like the guy whose spot he took on the team and reasonably would be trying to get it back, but he did.

"I got into some trouble back home and it was either come down here or juvey," Brooks said.

"Ya know I have a friend, will I guess now it's had a friend from Brooklyn," Riley said.

"What's his name?"

"Micheal Caesar I doubt ya know him my nigga. He left Brooklyn years ago and Brooklyn is a big place."

"Ya right I don't. Never heard of anyone named Caesar from Brooklyn," Brooks said. "I'm serious though ya should get out of here before you regret it."

"Not until I prove I'm da best," Riley said unwilling to listen. His anger at Jason had not completely dissipated yet.

"Well just don't blame me for not warning ya when it happens, and it will," Brooks said as Alex signalled them back to the field. "Oh he's finally gonna let me on the field."

"As long as it's not in my spot nigga."

"Don't worry I don't want ya spot anymore. I'm content as the tight end, suits me better anyway. My body was built to hit things," Brooks said flexing his large muscles. He was not stocky with fat, but with muscle and was about average height, meaning he was taller than Riley who had yet to hit his first puberty growth spurt.

"Oh shit," Cindy said as they entered the dressing room. It was more like a small house than a locker room. The locker room looked almost exactly like the one in Wuncler stadium right down to the gender divider. Also like in Wuncler stadium the locker room was attached to a large lounge area with a huge HD flat screen TV and a kitchen away and on the other side of that was workout room with state of the art training equipment. It was true practice facility, like the ones built for a professional team to match their home stadium.

In the stalls was their practice gear from the school including Jason's red and white helmet adorned with the Canadian maple leaf and small Canadian flags and Huey's all black helmet with silver outlined panthers. In the middle of the locker room stood Wuncler Sr. with other men in suits with clipboards, "Ah here are my players. How do you like your new practice stadium? It's going to be the practice facility for the NFL team I plan to get in the next two years. It will be expanded by then though, but this should do for you."

"We haven't seen much of it, but what we've seen is amazing," Caesar said wide eyed in amazement.

"Good, good because if you don't win you'll be paying for it, all one hundred and thirty million dollars of it," Wuncler said.

"Don't worry your white little head. We will win you can count on it," Huey said.

"I'll hold you to that," Wuncler said with his fake smile. "Because I'm giving you the facility earlier there may be spectators in the stands. Some people from the NFL will be coming to inspect the field as part of my campaign for a team."

"Wait so you want us practicing on the field and using the facility to help your image by test running it," Huey said.

"I guess I am but what are you going to do about it?" Wuncler asked his fake smile disappearing.

"Nothing it doesn't both me one bit. It's good exposure for my team. Who knows maybe this will put some of them on the NFL radar," Huey said speaking mostly of Jason and possibly Cindy and now Johnny. If Riley was still here he would have been talking about him too.

"Very while then we have business elsewhere in the facility. We'll be watching your practice today so show me why I'm investing so much in you. If you need any other equipment I did stock the storage room with spare gear from helmet to kicking holders. You can thank me by winning" Wuncler said leaving the locker room.

"What about Johnny? All our stuff is here but Johnny has nothing," Caesar said as everyone went to the booths with their stuff in it. His booth was the one next to the door. "Do you want to trade booths Jay?"

"Nah I only need that place for games I'm fine over here," He said sitting next to the divider which separated him from Cindy on the other side.

"Well Johnny is built like Jason so there should be some gear in the storage room," Hiro said pointing to the door he could see across the lounge room and training facility.

A few minutes later Johnny returned carrying a pile of equipment and put it in his booth. "This stuff will do for practice."

"We'll have to give your measurements to Wuncler to get you some game gear," Huey said changing into this football pants and tying up his cleats.

"Cool brah," Johnny said.

Once everyone was dressed they individually made their way out to the field to being their individual warm up exercises until only Cindy and Jason were left in the room.

"Can you leave already? You know I have to be the last one out of the room for practice," Jason said still sitting in his booth completely dressed but his superstitions keeping him from leaving.

"I don't feel like it," Cindy smiled. "Ya free to leave if ya want, but we need to talk about da other night."

"You know damn well I can't leave while someone is still in the room it will disrupt my practice which will disrupt my flow and ruin my game," Jason groaned. "Besides what is there to talk about?"

"Like what did it all mean to you because I want what it meant for both of us to be the same," Cindy said.

"Is the fearsome Cindy McPhearson getting soft on me?" Jason asked.

"Just tell me so we can get out there," Cindy said punching him in the arm above the black tape that ran up most of his arm.

"Well what did it mean to you?"

"That we are a...co...cou...don't make me say it ya know waht I mean," Cindy huffed punching him again.

"I do but..." Jason started but before he could finish Johnny burst back into the room.

"Let's go brah," Johnny said.

"I can't believe you are making me do this. If we lose it's your fault C," Jason said grabbing his helmet and following Johnny out of the locker room his answer still up in the air.

"Fuck ya JJ," Cindy sighed before grabbing her won helmet in following. "I'll get da answer if I have to beat it out of ya."

With a new field Huey can finally run a real practice. Has Riley made a new friend in Brooks and what does he mean with his warning? Next time its pregame time again and Huey and the gang will meet up with Riley for the first time since their fight on the Freeman lawn.