Chapter 8

“…they actually passed the fuckin’ repeal of Don’t Ask Don’t Tell. Can you believe that? Gays in the military. Shit. Better not pass no DADT repeal in the NFL. We don’t want no fuckin’ fags…”

He quickened his step. Adam didn’t want to hear more. He went into the classroom and closed the door. He was among the first to arrive and sat in the back by himself. He closed his eyes. What am I gettin’ myself into?He thought about the previous night, Brendan’s parting words to him and what the ESPN announcers had said about the two of them.

“Davis!”

Adam’s head snapped up.

“Davis,” the coach said again. “Are you gonna grace us with your presence or are you just gonna sit there and contemplate the tips of your toes?”

There was general laughter in the room. He had been so deep in thought about his ‘situation’ with regard to Brendan he hadn’t been aware the rest of the team had entered.

“Ah…sorry, coach I was just thinking about…”