04-07-2022, 11:52 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-11-2022, 09:53 AM by Crunk. Edited 1 time in total.)
An article found on a local sports reporter's blog:
Quendyn Quarterstorm is not not overly tall, he's quiet, and he mostly keeps to himself. You could go so far as to say he's meek as a mouse. You might not be too far off.
This past Wednesday, the London Royals picked up this young safety off waivers. When he walked onto the premises, you could see the number 26 plastered everywhere: long-sleeved, cap, duffel bag, facemask, shoes, you name it. He wasn't very social, though. When spoken to, he would only gesture with his hands or tilt his head. Another oddity was that on this hot day, he was covered from head to toe, with not even a bit of skin showing.
Football isn't entirely about having social skills and fashion sense, though. On the practice field, he was everywhere: making a running back run laterally on one play, covering the deep man on another, jumping a route on a third. It was almost like having 26 safeties on the field.
After practice was when things got a bit peculiar. Littered around his locker area were mounds of cheese-stick wrappers. Supposedly, one of the groundskeepers joked to Quarterstorm that he was practically a mouse with all the cheese he eats, and Quarterstorm gave him a look through his visored helmet and skittered off.
I dug into his years at University of Washington and found news articles of his "mousiness." There were even memes of this young player showing mice stacked atop one another to make one human-sized football player.
With the Royals employing a fictional mastermind detective (allegedly) as their head coach, a folkloric knight of knights (allegedly) as their offensive coordinator, and a clock tower (allegedly) as their QB coach, a safety consisting of 26 mice stacked upon each other isn't too farfetched... right?
I tried to schedule an interview with Quarterstorm, but he apparently refused, calling me some sort of predator? The gall. Again, football is about the play on the field, so I'll disregard the disrespect for now.
Signing off,
Kat Hungary
Quendyn Quarterstorm is not not overly tall, he's quiet, and he mostly keeps to himself. You could go so far as to say he's meek as a mouse. You might not be too far off.
This past Wednesday, the London Royals picked up this young safety off waivers. When he walked onto the premises, you could see the number 26 plastered everywhere: long-sleeved, cap, duffel bag, facemask, shoes, you name it. He wasn't very social, though. When spoken to, he would only gesture with his hands or tilt his head. Another oddity was that on this hot day, he was covered from head to toe, with not even a bit of skin showing.
Football isn't entirely about having social skills and fashion sense, though. On the practice field, he was everywhere: making a running back run laterally on one play, covering the deep man on another, jumping a route on a third. It was almost like having 26 safeties on the field.
After practice was when things got a bit peculiar. Littered around his locker area were mounds of cheese-stick wrappers. Supposedly, one of the groundskeepers joked to Quarterstorm that he was practically a mouse with all the cheese he eats, and Quarterstorm gave him a look through his visored helmet and skittered off.
I dug into his years at University of Washington and found news articles of his "mousiness." There were even memes of this young player showing mice stacked atop one another to make one human-sized football player.
With the Royals employing a fictional mastermind detective (allegedly) as their head coach, a folkloric knight of knights (allegedly) as their offensive coordinator, and a clock tower (allegedly) as their QB coach, a safety consisting of 26 mice stacked upon each other isn't too farfetched... right?
I tried to schedule an interview with Quarterstorm, but he apparently refused, calling me some sort of predator? The gall. Again, football is about the play on the field, so I'll disregard the disrespect for now.
Signing off,
Kat Hungary