A/N: Here we go a rather short chapter to break up the game while I pan out the next two quarters of play. Once again I want to give thanks to DaveTheWordsmith, KODfreak, and DaBlackGoku for reviewing and giving great feedback. Everyone you should check out and review their works because there is some great stuff there if you haven't already, especially "Choices" and "More than Friends" great fics by DaveTheWordsmith and KODfreak's "The Other Guy". Also check out and review "Life Goes On" by DaBlackGoku one of my favourite fics on the site and maybe we'll get the next update soon. Please review.

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Chapter 35– Reporters and Secret Plays

"Jason, Riley there's someone waiting for you guys up at the end of the tunnel," Huey said to his two star players after there was a knock on the dressing room door and he stepped out to talk with whoever knocked.

"Who wants to see us?" Jason asked from his seat next to the door.

"Some reporters I think," Huey said.

"Why would reporters want to see us? We haven't done anything in this game. Other than that interception and part of that touchdown I really haven't done anything. They should be asking for you or Cindy or Hiro even Jazzy she's gotten more points than all of us combined," Jason said standing up.

"They asked for you guys so they must have something they want to talk about," Huey said.

"Come nigga let's go da fans await," Riley said nearly running out of the locker room.

"I guess we'll back in a few minutes," Jason said reluctantly following Riley. He had no problem talking with reporters but only when he felt like he deserved to talk with them and in this game he did not feel like he had done enough to warrant the media's attention especially when other players on the team had done a lot more to deserve it.

Jason and Riley walked up the to the tunnel opening the shorter star bouncing with excitement with every step. "Whatcha think dey want?" he asked excitedly.

"How knows?" Jason said looking down the tunnel at the reporter who was standing with a microphone in hand and a cameraman behind her.

"About time. We only have a few minutes to do an interview and I have to squeeze both of you in," the reporter said snobbishly and her tone immediately put Jason off.

"You're the one interrupting the few precious minutes we have to get ready for the next half so save us the bitching and ask your damn questions so we can get back to our team," Jason snapped.

"A little frustrated are we. Is it because your team has been ignoring you all game?" the reporter asked.

"No it's because you're stuck up attitude is wasting my time. Now asked your question or get stepping."

"I need this piece so fine let's get started. First how does it feel to be playing on the same team again after everything that went down in the game last week?" she asked as the camera's light turned on.

"It's the same as always," Jason replied.

"Last week I was straight up trippin' but now me and mah niggas are all good, ya hear, all good," Riley said enthusiastically looking at the camera while Jason who had done interviews before looked at the reporter.

"Was there any awkwardness when you got back Riley?"

"Are you going to ask us question about the game or this crap?" Jason snapped before Riley could answer. "Because if so this interview is done."

"Fine. Both of you are not exactly having the type of game these fans have come to expect out of you, why?"

"Its strategy," Jason answered. "We have a game plan and we're sticking to it."

"And dey got some whack defence too. I'm trying to find somewhere to go knawmean but every time Zana is dere smacking me up side da head," Riley added earning a low growl from Jason who did not want to reveal anything to the reporter.

"With the lead is your game plan going to differ from the first half?"

"You'll have to wait and find out," Jason said and when Riley went to give away their game plan in his usual boastful manner Jason stepped on his foot hard and shook his head.

"Can we expect to see more of those touchdown celebrations in the second half?" the reporter asked.

"You can believe dat. I'm Riley Freeman a.k.a Riley Escobar a.k.a Young Reezy a.k.a Louis Rich I get mah paper and mah bitches and ya haven't seen anything yet," Riley gloated and Jason just shook his head.

"Well...that's...uh...good to hear," the reporter said a little taken back by Riley's speech.

"Are we done?" Jason asked.

"Since you won't answer my first question I guess we are," the reporter said signalling for the cameraman to turn off the camera.

"Then we're leaving," Jason said grabbing Riley and heading back down the tunnel.

"Ya think dis game is on TV cuz dat would be so ballin'. Da whole country would see Young Reezy's skill," Riley asked.

"That would be my guess, but probably just local TV. Wuncler would try anything for more money," Jason replied as they came back to their locker room. Inside the room Huey was going over their second half game plan when they walked in.

"So what did they ask you?" Caesar asked.

"Some bullshit about last week," Jason grumbled taking his seat again while looking up at the whiteboard. From what he could see nothing much had changed from their original game plan.

"It was sick. Everyone is gonna see Young Reezy's game now," Riley added also taking his seat.

"Yeah, yeah we all know you got game now can we get back to the game plan before we have to go back out," Huey said drawing everyone back to his board.

In the visitors' locker room Stacy was trying to do the same for her own team but the unexpected improvement of Huey's defence had left her scrambling for a new game plan.

"What are we going to do now?" Ashley asked her as she, Stacy, Chad, and Johnson stood around their whiteboard with their playbook open. Rico and Zana had their defence gathered on the far side of the room going over their own game plan.

"We need to keep pushing with our current plan," Stacy said leafing through the book and marking plays she thought might work.

"Oh no, I can't go against that monster for another two quarters. You saw him he's frigging crazy. He'll tear me in half on one of those plays, "Ashley refused remembering the convulsing snake like movements of Jason.

"You can't be afraid of him," Chad said. "He's fast but he is not big."

"Then you take him," Ashley replied. "Because I don't want him."

"Don't worry we're going to move toward a passing orientated game plan for now. You just have to make him think you're going to run so he stays on you," Stacy assured her. "We might also have to bust out these plays too." She pointed to the plays at the back of the book.

"But those are for the finals," Johnson said shaking his head.

"So was our tri-formation but we've had to use it here. Caesar's team is too good a team to not bring our best. It only a matter of time before the solve Rico and Zana and start piling on the points. It's our job to make sure when they happens we are up to the task of responding in kind."

"You're the captain. If you want to run them then we'll run them," Chad said with a smile as the warning bell went off calling them back to the field for the second half. "But they might be a little over kill."

With Halftime over the third quarter is about to start and the Roosevelt Revolvers seem to have something more up their sleeves. Can Huey and the gang withstand these secret plays or will they fall short?