05-27-2017, 04:14 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-27-2017, 04:23 PM by Ghostspeed.)
Carl running the jugs machine loaded another 3 footballs in the Shute and then noticed the almost empty basket he had grabbed the ball from .
"Sumbitch..."
Carl muttered dragged over another basket and then placing another ball in the Shute wiped the sweat from his brow and yelled out to Cooper.
"You almost done yet ?"
Cooper 25 yards away caught the ball as it shot high and wide from his set position along the right side line. As he fired it back to the two kids he'd hired to load the baskets with footballs.
He grinned at them and raised his eyebrow at the suggestion.
"You Tired Carl?...I figure these kids can take over for you. I plan on another 100 from this sideline then we'll move it over to the end zone and reset it for 35 yarders high to the back marker. "
One of the kids moaned and the other jumped up and gleefully yelled "Me..Me..I can load it!"
Carl shook his head NO and muttered
"Oh, hell no..I ain't tired so much as thirsty..need a beer."
Cooper caught three more leaping high and stabbing them with one gloved hand concentrating on coming back down with both feet scrapping the turf inbounds. As he returned to his start position he could see that the 90 minutes they'd spent out on this drill were wearing on old Carl and the kids.
Copper held the last ball he caught and pointed it towards his old pickup truck parked just off the field in front of the grand stand.
" Ok..ok, in the bed of my truck there's Gatorades ....
Carl cut Cooper off whining in a higher pitch.
"Gaaaaaatoraaadeee?!?..damn I need beer!"
Cooper bounced the football straight into the turf and it bounced back up right to him.
Cooper chuckled and shook his head.
"Carl, there's a 12 pack in there too, quit pissing and moaning you worthless old bastard."
Carl muttered and waved the kids over to the truck. He passed out the Gatorade and dug in the ice for his treasure. A smile cut across his usual irritated by life look. And as Carl examined the can of beer in his hand he shouted over to Cooper.
"Bless you Coop, you even remembered my brand."
"You're NOT Welcome, I'll go do some sprints while I wait on you."
Old Carl and the two kids sat on the tailgate and watched Cooper do sprintsets of 8 at twenty yards then thirty yards.
Finally one the kids looked over at old Carl and said
"Does He Haveta Work This Hard?"
Carl cracking open his second can, looked out at Cooper and then without looking at the kid muttered in between gulps
"Kid, that's what you gotta do to be the best."
2nd kid younger but, wanting to be included chimes in..
"...he da best?"
Carl pulls his face from his beer can an looks the kid in the eye.
"Boy, that's Cooper Christmas and someday real soon you'll be proud to brag to anyone who'll listen He's The Best You Ever Saw."
COOPER CHRISTMAS
WIDE RECEIVER
~
[span style='font-size:8pt;line-height:100%'] TD MAKER
CHRISTMAS PLAYER PAGE
CHRISTMAS UPDATE
[div align=center]
[/span]
WIDE RECEIVER
~
[span style='font-size:8pt;line-height:100%'] TD MAKER
CHRISTMAS PLAYER PAGE
CHRISTMAS UPDATE
[div align=center]