A/N: Once again I want to give thanks to DaveTheWordsmith, KODfreak, and LegendaryWhiteBoy for reviewing and giving great feedback.

A/N II: A poll is now up to vote on some of the names I've received so far so go vote for the name you like and it could be the name used in the next sequel. If you still have names you want to submit then send them to me and they will be added to the poll all the way up to the debut of the team in the next story.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Boondocks, Aaron McGruder and Sony Pictures does.

Chapter 47 – Halftime Acceptance

Cairo threw his helmet against the wall as he entered the room behind his team. "That was bullshit. Two points. Only two points. We're pathetic."

"We're still winning," Nora said a little shaken by their captain's anger.

"Two points is nothing. A field goal easily erases that and puts them back in the lead. I told you when I brought you all on this team that our goal was not only the finals but to cause Huey Freeman as much physical and emotional pain as possible. I want to humiliate him in front of the thousands of people watching the game in the stands and the thousands watching on TV. We can't do that if he just loses by two points that's too close a victory. People will say he played his heart out and put up a good effort with only half a team. They will show him respect for coming so close. We need to make them look like fools by absolutely crushing them. If we win by points or because we physically beat them until they could not stand back up it does not matter as long as they are humiliated either for sucking or being weak."

"We've already knocked Huey out for an entire drive," Dewey said. "It's only a matter of time before we take him out completely. We have to take it slow so it will have more of an effect. Which is better Cairo to injure him on one play that can be passed off as the rigors of football or over a series of plays where is in no doubt we were purposely trying to hurt him?"

"That's what I want to hear. While we're at it we can get that little girlfriend of his and his stupid brother, oh and that loud mouth white boy whose nose I broke earlier. We should get them all and show Huey not only that he is weak but he is so weak he cannot even protect those he cares up. We'll destroy him physically, emotionally, and physiologically," Cairo smiled evilly before going to retrieve his helmet from the floor. It had a crack down the centre and the cage was dented, its black paint chipped as well. "I guess I'm going to need a new one."

"Stop worrying so much. I told you I would break them so I will break them," Tyson added. "I'll make sure they don't make it to the final whistle. It doesn't matter what the score is if I send them all to the hospital."

"Big words from a big man, but they are sounding a little hollow right now," Hector said. "When you actually do it we'll all believe you, until then let your actions speak and keep the words to yourself."

"I'll break them you'll see," Tyson repeated a little embarrassed.

"Well you all know our strategy for the second half. Break 'em," Cairo said heading for the locker room intent on going to their supply room to retrieve a new helmet. "I'm going to get a new helmet. You guys do what you want just be on the field for the third quarter."

Huey like everyone else in the room was wearing only the bottom half of his gear and an Under Armour shirt as he came out of their gear room carrying a shiny new red and black helmet and went to stand in front of Jazmine. "Here you're going to need this. You can't keep using that kicker's helmet anymore," he said handing her the helmet that had a full cage rather than just the simple one used by kickers.

Jazmine took the helmet from him looking at the cage. It was not just a new helmet it was a symbol Huey was giving her to show that he accepted her as part of his defence. It had taken two and half games and hours of practice but she was finally a real part of the team. She could accept not playing on the offensive side of the ball since everyone else was so much better than her, but she could contribute to the defensive side and now Huey was finally giving her the chance to prove to everyone that she could. "Thank you Huey."

"Just don't do anything too dangerous," Huey told her. "It would be useless if you got hurt after all the fuss you put up."

"She'll do fine," Jason said through mouthfuls of an energy power that he was alternating with mouthfuls of banana. "The girl's tough, she's just too nice to show us all the time."

"Yeah Jazzy'll do fine nigga," Riley added from under the towel he had over his head.

"Even the toughest of us can get hurt," Huey reminded them. "We've already proven that time and time again."

"Eh as long as it's only us getting hurt I'll take it," Jason laughed gingerly touching the bandage on his nose.

"Be careful what you wish for," Caesar joined in his laughter. "They're gunning for you and Huey so it's more than likely going to get even tougher here on out."

"We can take them, eh Huey" Jason replied with his cocky smirk. "Well at least I can take them. I don't know about Huey, he's kinda soft."

"Soft huh, you better watch your tongue or you could find yourself without the ball for the rest of the game or on the bench. If Jazmine is playing defence she can play offence too." Huey mock threaten.

Everyone looked at him with stunned expressions. "Was that a joke?" Caesar asked dumbfounded.

"From Huey?" Cindy added equally dumbfounded.

"Not a very good one nigga," Riley added with a snicker.

"Just rest up and get ready for the next half," Huey grumbled while watching the warning clock.

"I need to get a new visor," Jason said looking over amber visor. There was a long scratch down the centre of it. "This one has a scratch." He popped out the scratched visor and headed to the gear room with his helmet that looked oddly empty without the coloured plastic on the front.

"I don't think we have anymore amber visors in stock," Huey said. "I don't think we ever had any."

"Another colour will do," Jason said heading into the gear room. He returned a few seconds later with a sunburst orange visor in his helmet. "I like this colour better."

"Just get ready," Huey said shaking his head as the warning beeper went off in the room telling them it was time to start heading back up to the field.

Next time the start of the second half. Can Huey lead his team to a second half comeback or will Cairo get his wish to finally break Huey in both body and mind?