Aspen's POV
"WE'RE HERE." Someone shouts so I put my pre-game playlist on and turn my music up in my AirPods.
When we stop outside AT&T Stadium, I stand up, button the top button on my dusty pink suit, grab my leather duffle bag, then I follow my teammates off our bus and down to our locker room.
We're playing the Buccaneers tonight in our week 17 game.
This season has flown by for me and I'm not sure how I feel about it.
Once in our locker, I head to my locker then I put my duffle in my locker, hang up my suit jacket, and take off my rings.
After I take my rings off, I grab my pink sports bra, my undershirt my compression shorts, and my shorts then I head to the bathroom area of the locker room and step into one of the toilet stalls.
Once in the toilet stall, I take off the rest of my suit and my boxers then I put on my compression shorts, my sports bra, my short, and my undershirt.
I then grab the suit stuff I wore, return to my locker, and hang my suit up in my locker.
After my suit is hung up, I put my hair up into a bun/ponytail style thing then I grab a ball and head out to the field.
Once on the field, I take a quick look around the stadium then I walk around the field while playing catch with the fans.
After I complete one lap of the stadium while playing catch, I hand the ball off to one of the equipment people then I look for my family in the stands.
Once I find my family I wave at them then I head back into the locker room.
When I get back in the locker room I head to my locker then I take off my shorts and put on my football pants first, with my right leg going in before my left leg.
After my pants are on, I sit down in the chair in front of my locker then I put on my right sock, my left sock, my right cleat, and my left cleat in that order.
Once the bottom half of me is ready, I put my right arm sleeve on, then my left arm sleeve on, then I put on my headband.
When that's done I put my shoulder pads and white jersey on with my right arm going in before my left, then I put on my helmet and follow my team out onto the field.
Once on the field, my teammates and I run through our stretches, our warmups, and our pre-game play running then we head back into the locker room for a quick chat from the coaches while we get a some fluids in us.
When told to, I follow my team out of our locker, down the tunnel, and onto the field.
After everyone is on the field, the national anthem begins so I drop down to a knee then I stay there for the duration of the anthem
When the anthem ends, Will and I throw to each other to warm up while the coin toss is happening.
Once the coin toss ends, I sit down with Colt, Will, and the QB coach on the bench and relax.
"I bet this is weird for Dak." Coach Doug says as I look at my former teammate across the field.
"Probably." I say as the buccaneers kick off.
After the Bucs kick sails out of bounds, Colt and I stand up.
"Come on Colt." I say. "Let's go win."
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"Ready break." I say then my teammates and I break our huddle and head to the line for what'll probably be my final drive of the game.
We're winning 42-13 with basically the whole fourth quarter left so I'll probably get pulled after this
When I get to where I need to be, I survey the defense to make sure the play will work.
"GREEN 17." I shout as I survey the defense. "GREEN 17 SET HUT."
When I say hut, my center snaps the ball, then I survey my options.
Quickly I realize my first two options are covered, but my third option is open so I rocket the ball to my wide receiver on the left side.
As I follow through on my throw, my hand gets sandwich between two helmets.
"FUCK." I shout then I quickly pull my hand away and look at it.
When I see my hand is fucked up, I look to the sideline and shake my head.
"Son of a bitch." I mumble as the pain in my hand gets more intense.
A couple seconds later the trainers come onto the field and check my hand.
"OWW." I shout when one of the trainers manipulates my hand in an odd way.
"Yeah you're done for the day." One of the trainers says then we walk off the field.
Once off the field I head into the blue medical tent.
"Fuck's sake." I mumble as I sit on the training table and take off my helmet then I relax as my hand is checked over.
"How is she?" Coach Charles asks as he comes into the tent.
"Her hands broken." The team doctor says. "She won't need surgery, but there's no way she can throw the rest of the season."
"Uh I can throw lefty." I say.
"You can?" Coach Charles says.
"Yeah." I say. "My Dad taught me."
"So what can we do about that?" Coach Doug asks. "Like how can we protect her hand?"
"We can cast it and leave her fingers out so she can catch the snap." One of the trainers says.
"I can also catch one handed." I say. "I did it my senior year at UCLA when my left hand was broken."
"We can worry about all that later." Coach Charles says then he hugs my head to his body. "You're done for the day so go do whatever the doctors need you to do and get changed."
I nod then I leave the blue tent.
Once out of the tent, I look up in the stands for my family.
"Are you okay?" I see my Mom say
I shake my head no then I motion that my right hand is broken.
"You're hand is broken?" My Mom confirms.
I nod and give my mom a thumbs up then I head to the locker room.
"Well Emma and Jessie are gonna have a cow." I mumble then I take a deep breath. "Fuck."
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Anomaly
FanfictionAn anomaly is defined as something that deviates from what is standard, normal, or expected. This is the story of one such anomaly
