As summer came to an end, I was gearing-up not only for the ninth-grade, but for freshman football tryouts as well. Wanting to get in a little extra workout prior to football tryouts, Brian gave me a call. My mother answered the phone.
“Hello...”
“Is Jess there, Mrs. Thompson? This is Brian.”
“Oh sure Brian, I’ll call him.”
She covered the phone. “Jess….! Brian’s on the phone!”
“I’ll be right there!”
As I finished getting dressed, my mother started up a conversation with Brian.
“So Brian… Jesse tells me you’ve been working out a lot and that you should have no problem making the team. I think he said you are going out for linebacker?”
“Yeah, I’ve always liked the linebacker position; that’s where all the hitting and action is.”
“I don’t mean to put you on the spot… but how is Jess? I mean, I know he wants to make it being a wide-receiver, but do you think he will make it? The reason I ask, is we alread
