I woke super early and damn it was cold but I went for the morning run but put coffee on before I left. While running I was thinking about the fun weekend and how much fun it was and realized my ass still hurt. I laughed at that then thought about my room and what I wanted to change and decided that I needed a bigger desk and a really comfortable chair, but a work in progress without a doubt. Once home I poured a large cup of coffee and went to my room. Looked in the mirror and thought shit, I am a giant. I got on the scale and it said 215. I was in a state of shock to realize the change in just 3 months. I looked at my chest and I was still ripped but football needs to end and I need to tighten up, but then again it has been shitty food, lots of drinking and those damn cigarettes. Not only that I need to shave almost very day. That wasn't all that was expanding, as my limp cock was bigger, I'll have to ask Carrie about that. I showered, shaved and dressed in jeans and a hoodie and left for school.
It was a insane day as all anyone could talk about was football and Friday's game. Classes were classes and I gave the extra math to the teacher and lunch was fun, Jim, Ray and Rob sat together and it was a low keyed affair. On the way to class Ray grabbed and said, Mike you we're right the girls are interested again, now that they think I am not just a pussy hound. Ray, who you interested in and he said Lexi. Damn Ray she is fucking hot and he laughed and said yup, later dude.
I signed out of gym and went for a quick workout. As I was finishing up coach stopped me and said Mike, I know you need to workout but don't get hurt, this weeks game is going to be very difficult, so cool it. Then he added Mike, no pads today so quick shower and we are looking at film all day. I was glad to take a quick shower so my ass was not on display. The game films of our quarterfinal opponent were broken down and damn coach was right the was one tough game coming up. While it appeared we were quicker but damn they were bigger, especially on the line. We needed to protect Jim and throw the ball or it was a one and out in the playoffs. I also thought that they were weaker at linebacker and if we could get by the line there might be room to get some yards. I also, thought the left CB could be beat. But that line will be an a major issue. But as always it will be be what it becomes. I found Jim and Ray and they were really concerned. I said guys my house, I'm still alone and we can chill.
We piled in the game room and just chatted about the upcoming game. We finally relaxed and decided that all there was to do was get to work and stop worrying and bitching. Jim said, if all else fails we can call the audible and see if it works for a 4th time. With that we all laughed and I said I hope he calls it as I'm tired getting blamed for calling it. I thought damn, I hope coach has a solid game plan but it will be tough no matter what and it will be what it becomes.
The guys left and I looked in the refrigerator and was macaroni and cheese and a salad. Damn it is perfect for the cold weather and then I saw the tomato soup and thought damn awesome. I was starving again and it was a very filling meal. I cleaned up and went upstairs and started the usual school work. Then my phone rang, had no idea who the call was from, I answered hi this is Mike. Mike this is Coach McIntyre from the University of Pittsburgh do you have a few minutes to talk? Coach, I've pretty much closed my recruiting to the 4 offers I already have. Mike, I was told that and I think we might have a unique situation that you will find very interesting. Why wouldn't you want to hear about it? It is totally out of the box. Ok coach this is a very big week with a very tough game Friday and my dad is dealing with family issues in California. How about a heads up on the surprise? Mike, absolutely not we really want to meet and see your reaction, it is special and unique. I'm confident that you can spend 45 minutes and won't disrupt your schedule. I took a deep breath and said we can meet at the Club. How many will be coming? He said 2 me and a non coach. Ok, I don't know why but when? Mike, what works for you? I said tomorrow or Wednesday or next week. Coach said your club is a difficult and neither of us are members. Coach I am a member and it will be fine let's do tomorrow at 5:30. He said damn Mike they told me you would be a pain in the ass, you have not disappointed so far. See you tomorrow. I hung up thinking fuck and double fuck why did I let him get away with that. Oh well and I called Carrie. She answered and I said babe I wish you were here, it was an awful practice, or film session and the fucking University of Pittsburgh scheduled dinner with me tomorrow and I'm forcing them to meet at the club. She said, damn Mike that's a lot with this game coming up. Carrie, you are with me and that will get me through it. We talked about school and classes and non important things. It relaxed me and after about an hour, I finally said thanks babe and I love you and hung up.
I threw myself on the bed an just turned the tunes on and no headphones. I laid there thinking, Michael get a grip, your upset about the damn game and were so off kilter that you let that guy from Pitt play you. Not only that you are going to the damn club for dinner. Then I realized that I did that to gain control, while I don't like the place, it will be good as dad won't be there and they will be uncomfortable. I laughed thinking I wonder if they know the dress code. I called the club and made reservations for 5:30 for 3. Then for some strange reason I started on the extra math shit. I actually set the alarm so I would spend no more than an hour on it and when it sounded I had finished one of the remaining items. With that I went to bed.
I woke up early and it was an ugly and wet Tuesday, I got dressed and went to the field house and was in the middle of a workout when coach came in and just watched. As I was finished he said Mike for a dude with closed recruiting you agreed to meet with one of the schools that I never thought you would consider. Coach, I'm stressed about the game and that's so unusual that I was caught off guard. Mike, no you weren't. As you managed to get them out of their comfort level by going to the club. Coach, there is some strange offer, what do you know about all this? Mike, not much at all, I gave them your number expecting you to tell them to get lost. Well coach it will be what it becomes. Also, coach I'm good about the game, they are good but not unbeatable. Mike, that's good to hear, get showered and get to class and at dinner tonight it needs to be real iced tea, I said sure thing coach. See you later.
English class was a disaster, a major paper was assigned. A full research paper and it would take a ton of time. Well that's why I take this course load to challenge myself. Shit the timing sucked. However we had 6 weeks to complete the assignments with many interim steps. Thankfully, the rest of the day was uneventful. I sat with Carrie at lunch trying to get away from the team and the game drama. Once again I bagged gym and went to the library and started to look for an acceptable topic for the paper. I decided since it was a research paper I would see if I could get it tied to history and Pittsburgh ties to the industrial revolution. I finished up and went to practice.
Practice was 4 new plays and walk through and then live contact drills. The fact that it was a typical approach to game prep really helped. Then there was a team meeting players only called by Jim. It was a giant pep talk and really helped relaxing everyone. He stressed what we had done, that we were seeded higher and should know a lot of people think we are more than good enough to win. So relax and don't stress and he said guys it will be what it becomes and I laughed out loud. With that I ran to the car drove home showered and dressed for the club.
I got to the club at exactly 5:30 and thought about being late and decided to behave. I went in and the club manager said good evening Mike your guests are already here. When I got to the table the both stood and we shook hands and we all sat down. Coach McIntyre, introduced himself and introduced Dr. Chan from CMU. I thought fuck what's going on? Jack came over and said good evening Mike, it been a while. I simply said Jack you know how it is during football season, by the way how is the baby and your wife. He said Mike we are surviving Alex is sleeping better. Gentlemen can I get you guys a drink. I looked at them and said please order what you want I'm having iced tea and I looked at Jack to let him know it was real tea, to their credit the guys ordered real drinks. The coach started Mike this is very unusual as we are usually not guests of the kids we are recruiting. I simply said coach, I'm different. Well Mike thank your dad. I said coach, I am a member here and dad has nothing to do with this, you are my guests, not his. I almost laughed at their reaction to that. The drink came and I asked Jack to give us some time. The coach said Mike, we would like you to play football at Pitt and we are aware enough to know that you are interested in Computer Science so we contacted CMU and have worked out a way that you could enroll at Pitt and attend classes at CMU. Ok, coach how in the hell can that happen? Mike it isn't that complicated. Well, thanks to Coach Weston, we are aware of you academics and you have Mr. Carmen scratching his head. With that Dr. Chan said, Mike can we talk about these? Then he pulled out the work I had just finished. Mike, did you have help with these and I took a very deep breath and said doc, that's my work why would I need help? He said well it is done and correct but you took different ways to the answer. I asked, is that a problem? He said absolutely not, did you use a calculator? I said no I did not, he put the papers away and said that's unreal Mike. We ordered dinner with them ordering shrimp scampi and me a steak salad. The Pitt coach said a formal offer would be sent later in the week and the CMU guy asked if I was interested in taking a class. I thanked the Pitt Coach and asked Dr. Chan if the offer for classes were contingent on my accepting the Pitt offer and he simply said, Mike it is not and I should be able to work out credits. I said thanks and that I really appreciated the offers and I was given both phone numbers.
The Pitt coach pushed for a decision and I replied, coach please slow down, you threw a lot at me tonight and I need to run things past my dad. To be honest PITT does not check as many of my boxes as some of my other offers but this CMU thing is intriguing. Understand Comp. Sci. at CMU is vastly different than other schools and if it ever gets between the two or requires more time in school, football goes away. Mike, we are aware of all that and we are doing the best we can to make our offer attractive.
Coach, here are my initial concerns. First, I want as normal of a college experience as possible totally understanding football players are different. Second, staying in pittsburgh adds a lot of drama, especially if I turn out to be a contributing player. Third, a special program would set me apart from the team. Finally, I am driven to that point that football and CMU Comp. Sci. might be too much. I need time to digest all this and I ask that you be patient with my process. Also, please keep in mind I am still playing football and that is among my top priorities, right now. With that we chatted a while over coffee and I finally thanked them again for their time and we all left.
Driving home I became furious with both Coach Weston and Mr. Carmen the calculus teacher. Coach gets a pass until football is over but Carmen doesn't. No way he sends my work along to a prof at CMU without a heads up. First thing tomorrow I'm putting the unfinished work in his mail box at school and waiting for the reaction. I got home and worked on the English assignment. I finally called Carrie and said that I loved her and that it was a bad night and I would see her in class tomorrow. I simply threw myself in bed and fell asleep.
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