Mo sips a protein shake as he turns the corner. Today was the day it was official. Really, it was official since the Rookie draft, but only he and the team's management knew that. He hadn't dominated in his two seasons in the ISFL - formerly NSFL, but he didn't need to. Not when he was lined up next to Bubba Thumper. The two of them, along with Blackstone and Sanchez made the best DL in the game. Normally, there is no such thing as being too good in this league. However, in this rare situation, the line was too good, and the other parts of the team were starting to falter.
In particular, the Offensive Line. Their massive free agency meant that cuts had to be made, and so one of the veteran tackles that had long cleared the way for Wolfie was gone. Casualty of the Salary Cap - an all too common story. But rather than have a stranger slide in, management decided that it would be better to share the excellence. After all, if he could play DT, then he should be able to play OT right? It's not unfamiliar to him, having played Left Tackle in high school when he was double shifting. And he was good. He just loved hitting players more. But now that the time had come again, Mo realized that he loved this team more than he love his position.
Mo took a deep breath and headed out into the press room, greeted by a flurry of flashes and flutters. No Michael today, he was doing his own presser in Minnesota... Mo ascended the podium, and put his shake down on the corner, clearing his throat slightly. "Hey guys and gals, thank you for being here. If you don't know me, then I don't know why you're here." A few chuckles came forth from the crowd. "But I'm Mo Magic, and I now play Tackle for the Colorado Yeti."
In particular, the Offensive Line. Their massive free agency meant that cuts had to be made, and so one of the veteran tackles that had long cleared the way for Wolfie was gone. Casualty of the Salary Cap - an all too common story. But rather than have a stranger slide in, management decided that it would be better to share the excellence. After all, if he could play DT, then he should be able to play OT right? It's not unfamiliar to him, having played Left Tackle in high school when he was double shifting. And he was good. He just loved hitting players more. But now that the time had come again, Mo realized that he loved this team more than he love his position.
Mo took a deep breath and headed out into the press room, greeted by a flurry of flashes and flutters. No Michael today, he was doing his own presser in Minnesota... Mo ascended the podium, and put his shake down on the corner, clearing his throat slightly. "Hey guys and gals, thank you for being here. If you don't know me, then I don't know why you're here." A few chuckles came forth from the crowd. "But I'm Mo Magic, and I now play Tackle for the Colorado Yeti."