Chapter Three––––––––
Sly settled into his seat on the private jet chartered by Lyle Barker, the team owner. Trunk Mahoney, his best friend, sat next to him. The season had started off strong. The Kings had defeated the St. Louis Sidewinders, the team they had lost the Super Bowl to in February. Soon they’d be facing off with their old nemesis, the Columbus Bobcats. Both Bull and Trunk were looking forward to a little payback time for injuries inflicted by Horse Jackson, the Bobcats’ notorious defensive lineman.
Jackson was a monster. Huge and mean, he intentionally hurt any player who got in his way, but his favorite were quarterbacks—at least that’s the way it looked to The Kings. Knocking a QB out of the game was his signature move. He didn’t succeed often, but when he did, he’d rub i
