This is a story for all those guys out there who aren't necessarily losers but haven't been lucky as far as women. It happened to me when I was in high school. I was a senior at age 18. I had friends but I was never really close with a woman. All my friends were guys' buddies. And all my friends were also no good at getting woman. And the ones that did get woman only got the woman no one else wanted. All the woman people fantasized about were dating star QBs and men who drove vets.
I used to watch as the women hung all over their boyfriends in the halls.
But the one Woman who caught my eye, along with everyone else's eye, was the Cheerleading Captain Amanda *********. Everyone called her Mandy. She was actually really nice judging by the one brief conversation I have actually had with her.
However she was dating some Linebacker named Joe. I was absolutely intoxicated by this woman. I felt deep down inside that she was meant just for me. Maybe that was my penis speaking but I wasn't really paying attention to where the feeling came from. I got a little crazy and joined the football team. I wasn't the worst player they had but I played second string so I wasn't exactly catching her eye.
Well I showed up at every practice got knocked around and bruised to hell just so I could see her every now and then when the cheerleaders practiced.
Well game after game went by and I never saw any play time. But in the final game of the regular season my story truly began.
We were playing last years state champs. They were dominating us, play after play they would injure a player. And finally my chance came. The coach needed a Defensive end and I was the only remaining Defensive end sub. On my first play the running back flew threw my side and nailed me flat on my ass.
I woke up in the locker room. The trainer was exiting the room. The game was still going on so I just sat in the locker room shaking my head. "That really impressed her, Way to go Brian", which is my name. I sat there feeling sorry for myself when I heard someone talking threw the vent next to me.
It was Mandy and the cheerleading coach. Mandy said she couldn't go out onto the field and look at her boyfriend. He had apparently cheated on her. "Wow, who the hell would cheat on someone like Mandy?" The cheerleading coach left and I sat there wondering what I should do.
I decided to do nothing and so I got up and walked out of the locker room to rejoin the game. I wasn't wearing a shirt, since the trainer had taken my shoulder pads off to check my ribs. Then I heard it.
"Hi." I knew who it was before I turned around. But when I did my knowledge was confirmed, there Mandy stood. "Cat got your tongue?"
"Uh, no I just thought the cheerleaders stayed on the field till the game ended." This was an attempt to act as if I didn't hear her threw the vents.
"Funny, I thought the same for football players."