Vision blurred and feeling the sweltering heat beating down on his body. How did Thad get here?
Flashback
Pythons QB McCoy: Omaha, Omaha, gold 19, #37 Mark Grau shifts, Thad follows HIKE
Inside Thad: shit this one is mine, McCoy is looking Grau's way, I know he's coming this way his eyes haven't left the left side of the field
Fans: AHhahahahahahahahaha
The whistle blows as Thad tilts his head up from the 2 yard line to see that he does not have the ball and Grau is inside the endzone getting piled on by his teammates.
Flashback End
Thad hasn't seen another human since he walked out of the stadium after losing the S7 Ultimini Championship. Thad didn't stop walking, he walked to his car hopped in and head back to Tijiuana. Prepared to be the first ever 2-Time Ultimini Champion Thad loaded up on the Tequila prior to the game, Thad was going to party. Shortly after crossing the Mexico-US Border Thad grabbed a bottle of Jose and began. As the S7 VW Golf TDI sputtered out of gas in the middle of the desert Thad grabbed his other 5 bottles and began his walk. Weeks later here we are, living on food he caught himself and mainlining Tequila Thad has been left as a shell of his former self. Lying in the hot desert sand Thad felt the heat from the sun leaving his body, as he opened up his eyes he could only see the silhouette of a man on a horse before he blacked out.
Waking up to the cool feeling of a wet rag on his forehead, Thad instinctively called out for Mad. Upon realizing that he was not at home, Thad sat straight up and began looking for his belongings. Rushing out of the bedroom Thad ran into a beautiful young lady. He stopped dead in his tracks looked her square in the eyes and they both just stood there, until she finally asked him where he was head. Fumbling over his words, while trying not to sound as shitfaced as he still was, "wHAt day is it?"
The young lady looked at him and said "Memorial Day."
Thad about shat his pants. "Shhhhiiiiiiiitttt, I was supposed to report to camp days ago."
She tilted her head and asked him "Camp?"
Thad, "Yea, I play for the Tijuana Luchadores and Training Camp started days ago. I need to get back. Where are we at?"
"About an 30 minutes South of my Precious San Antonio Marshalls. Wait did you say you play in the DSFL? You look familiar." She stated.
"Why yes, yes I do play in the DSFL. I actually was apart of the S7 Marshalls Ultimini Championship team, but now I play for the rival Luchas."
"Would you like a ride back to the border?"
"Yes please I would love that. I'm sure my family and teammates are wondering where i've been, I need to get back to them."
The Ad family's usual memorial day tradition is to spend it together getting prepared for the beginning of the football season. This season is the first where the Ad boys were going to be split up as Thad and Chad were back in Tijuana, while Brother Brad is up in San Jose.
Flashback
Pythons QB McCoy: Omaha, Omaha, gold 19, #37 Mark Grau shifts, Thad follows HIKE
Inside Thad: shit this one is mine, McCoy is looking Grau's way, I know he's coming this way his eyes haven't left the left side of the field
Fans: AHhahahahahahahahaha
The whistle blows as Thad tilts his head up from the 2 yard line to see that he does not have the ball and Grau is inside the endzone getting piled on by his teammates.
Flashback End
Thad hasn't seen another human since he walked out of the stadium after losing the S7 Ultimini Championship. Thad didn't stop walking, he walked to his car hopped in and head back to Tijiuana. Prepared to be the first ever 2-Time Ultimini Champion Thad loaded up on the Tequila prior to the game, Thad was going to party. Shortly after crossing the Mexico-US Border Thad grabbed a bottle of Jose and began. As the S7 VW Golf TDI sputtered out of gas in the middle of the desert Thad grabbed his other 5 bottles and began his walk. Weeks later here we are, living on food he caught himself and mainlining Tequila Thad has been left as a shell of his former self. Lying in the hot desert sand Thad felt the heat from the sun leaving his body, as he opened up his eyes he could only see the silhouette of a man on a horse before he blacked out.
Waking up to the cool feeling of a wet rag on his forehead, Thad instinctively called out for Mad. Upon realizing that he was not at home, Thad sat straight up and began looking for his belongings. Rushing out of the bedroom Thad ran into a beautiful young lady. He stopped dead in his tracks looked her square in the eyes and they both just stood there, until she finally asked him where he was head. Fumbling over his words, while trying not to sound as shitfaced as he still was, "wHAt day is it?"
The young lady looked at him and said "Memorial Day."
Thad about shat his pants. "Shhhhiiiiiiiitttt, I was supposed to report to camp days ago."
She tilted her head and asked him "Camp?"
Thad, "Yea, I play for the Tijuana Luchadores and Training Camp started days ago. I need to get back. Where are we at?"
"About an 30 minutes South of my Precious San Antonio Marshalls. Wait did you say you play in the DSFL? You look familiar." She stated.
"Why yes, yes I do play in the DSFL. I actually was apart of the S7 Marshalls Ultimini Championship team, but now I play for the rival Luchas."
"Would you like a ride back to the border?"
"Yes please I would love that. I'm sure my family and teammates are wondering where i've been, I need to get back to them."
The Ad family's usual memorial day tradition is to spend it together getting prepared for the beginning of the football season. This season is the first where the Ad boys were going to be split up as Thad and Chad were back in Tijuana, while Brother Brad is up in San Jose.
