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Saint: I knew he was full of shit. “She’s my PR” >>said mockingly

Diva: Nic!! Don’t you fucking leave us hanging. We want info.

Saint: And pictures!

Saint: Nico!

Diva: Antonio!

Saint: Loving!

Saint: That fucker left, didn’t he

Me: Yup. Got some records to break.

Diva: Butt licker…Love you, asshole.

Valentina

Me: Hello mi Reina. I hope you enjoy the game today. Be sure to cheer and act like a girlfriend who’s madly obsessed with her football star boyfriend would. See you after?

Mi Reina: I will try my best not to roll my eyes or puke when people tell me how lucky I am to be dating you.

Me: Aw babe. Can’t you at least lie to me and say you won’t take your eyes off ofme?

Mi Reina: I would but I don’t like liars. Good luck, Nic. And thanks again for my jersey. I really love it.

Me: Think you could send me a pic of what it looks like?

Mi Reina: You know what it looks like. You’re the one who had it made.

Me: Yes, but I’d like to see it on *you*

Mi Reina: Nice try, but no. Best I can do is meet you after the game. You know, for photos.

Me: Right. Photos. How about a good luck kiss?

Mi Reina: Again, nice try but not happening. Besides you’re at the stadium and I’m at home. It’s impossible even if I wanted to. And I don’t, just to be clear.

Me: Not yet, but you will. My money is on you kissing me before the night is over.

Mi Reina:

Me: Laugh now, but just you wait and see. Gotta go. I’ll look for you before we go see my parents.

Mi Reina: Your parents?! What? Nic. Are you serious? We aren’t doing the meet the parents thing. It was just supposed to be said in passing. We never agreed to meet families.

Mi Reina: Nic! You better be kidding.

Mi Reina: NIC!

Mi Reina: You really are a pain in my ass.

Ireplay this morning’s text with everyone to help me settle my nerves as we stand in the tunnel. It’s only the first pre-season game so in reality, it doesn’t matter if we win or lose. But for the rookies, it’s everything.

It’s our shot to show what we can do on the field. Our time to shine and prove we deserve that number one spot come game day.

Music blares from someone standing in the front, probably Bash as the song has gone from one heavy metal song to the next. Every vet gets a chance to stand up front to lead the team out onto the field, and with that comes song control.