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His dad had that knack of always making things right for him and Taylor, but the price was high, of that Billy was sure.

The crowd was slowly moving away and the team had managed to get past their howling cheering classmates to go to the locker room so people started to leave. His father grabbed his arm and together they started their descent from the stadium to ground level.

“That was a terrific game.... I really think we are going to have a good year Billy... don’t you?”

“Oh yeah Dad... they sure hung in there this time, not like last year’s team.”

“Hehe, yeah well this year they have some damn good player’s on the team..... and most of them are juniors.”

“It sure would be nice if we could get back to the playoffs this year Dad.... man that would be something wouldn’t it?”

“Sure would.... if they do. Maybe you and I can go down and watch? Would you like that son?”

“Really? That would be super.... but it’s a long ways off....”

“True... and they do have to win enough games to get into the playoffs... but they seem to have the talent....”

“Boy they sure do.... specially that new transfer student.... number 85” Billy’s dad started laughing at that comment and slapped his son on the back, making Billy jump forward and bump into the people ahead of him. He apologized for his clumsiness and stared in amazement at his dad. What had gotten into him? He was still laughing and looking at him like a Cheshire cat. Oh

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