(S29) PT 1 - Training Camp

[furiousPanda]

Training day is finally here in the ISFL. Many rookie hopefuls, veterans ready to prove doubters wrong and a sprinkle of lazy bones at camp. For McKyle, it is a typical practice he has been a part of since his first year of college. Flew into San Jose the night before after slamming Moscow mules and tequila shots, he is ready. Well, somewhat. Arriving in camp he cannot find his lighter for a cigarette. As the team started to take laps around the field, he finally said “Fuck it.” and took out a blow torch from the trunk of his car to light the damn thing. Quickly, he joined the team for warm ups while taking drags from the cig. The day consisted of the rookies meeting the vets and coaching staff. Even the general manager showed up for a little one on one time. CK came up to McKyle and said “You know you’re going to be the face of the franchise”. As he finished the sentence McKyle hurled vomit that smelled like death next to Ck and said  “Thanks Boss”. The training drills were fairly easy. McKyle was showing off his arm strength to Cheeseman while shouting “Check this out old fart!”, and missing the target by 20 yards. “Hell yeah” said McKyle, “I’m ready for the season!” Most of the wide receiver team just shook their heads.

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