Thomas walks into the locker room to the sounds of a fistfight. William Groves is having the season of a lifetime; he might not make it very far in the ISFL, but down here in the developmental league, he's a bonafide goal line TD machine.
Naturally, this means that Sconnie's pissed. He's the lead back, no doubt about it, but he just can't manage to find the end zone. And when push comes to shove in the trenches, the coaches call on Will. Now Sconnie's got Beck pinned against a wall. What might have been a rational discussion has long since devolved into a shouting match, and might soon devolve further. Eeeeeeee is trying his best to separate the two, but to no avail.
By all appearances, Thomas ignores the fight brewing. Instead, he simply passes by, stopping for a brief moment to congratulate Sconnie on passing a thousand rushing yards on the season. Sconnie, momentarily distracted, turns to acknowledge the complement, apparently given in earnest. Beck uses the moment to slip Sconnie's grip, and now Eeeeeeee can properly restrain the irate running back.
Thomas keeps walking to the showers, careful not to let an ounce of his satisfaction show on his face.
Naturally, this means that Sconnie's pissed. He's the lead back, no doubt about it, but he just can't manage to find the end zone. And when push comes to shove in the trenches, the coaches call on Will. Now Sconnie's got Beck pinned against a wall. What might have been a rational discussion has long since devolved into a shouting match, and might soon devolve further. Eeeeeeee is trying his best to separate the two, but to no avail.
By all appearances, Thomas ignores the fight brewing. Instead, he simply passes by, stopping for a brief moment to congratulate Sconnie on passing a thousand rushing yards on the season. Sconnie, momentarily distracted, turns to acknowledge the complement, apparently given in earnest. Beck uses the moment to slip Sconnie's grip, and now Eeeeeeee can properly restrain the irate running back.
Thomas keeps walking to the showers, careful not to let an ounce of his satisfaction show on his face.