Philadelphia Gold - A BradGa AU

I Find Myself Longing For Change

Bradleys POV 

"Where the fuck have ALL of you been" Nick Sirianni was not happy when Saquon, A.J, DeVonta, Jason Kelce (who is retired but still hangs with us), Stefani and I rushed into the locker rooms, out of breath and sporting various injuries from the weekend in Vegas.

"Did you not see the video, Nick" Big Dom chimed in, "The one that has 50 million views, They were in Vegas"

"Oh....I thought they were just in some Philly police station" Nick muttered to Big Dom, "Fucking hell Bradley, I've tried to keep you under control and your immense skill makes me put up with it, but seriously"

"Its not as bad as you think" I said, "We just wanted to have a fun night before our game"

"It is bad, Our reputation is slowly getting destroyed because of guys like you, You do have to remember Bradley, You went to Vegas and got blackout fucking drunk the NIGHT BEFORE a Super Bowl, This isnt the only time" Nick rambled on.

"Hey, Everyone wants to play for us at the moment, I dont think any reputation is getting destroyed" I cut him off, It was true though, The Eagles was the #1 destination club for players, They were signing with us for near to nothing because of the laid-back lifestyle we lived, You cannot find that at another team.

"Well.... since we are trying to win a Super Bowl and are in serious contention for it, I was going to impose this anyway, but from now until the end of the season, No drinking, You all can party but I dont want a sip of booze touching anyones mouths" Nick told all of us, Everyone just nodded, We were all hungry for a Super Bowl but no booze seemed a little insane to me.

"Wait a sec" I rushed off to my locker, grabbing the little flask I kept in there for postgames and pulling it out, I opened it up and chugged the entire thing, throwing it on the floor, "Okay, Now you can have your rule"

Nick just shook his head at me, "Fucking hell"

I was thinking to myself, I gotta be drunk if I am forced to watch Kenny Pickett throw a football for the next five weeks, There is no way you can possibly put up with that sober.

I walked over to where the coaches and bench were sitting, standing around near Nick and Big Dom, unsure of what to really do, It was 3 and a half years since I missed a game, I was also starting to feel a little tipsy from chugging a whole flask of the strongest bourbon I could buy.

It was painful to watch Kenny Pickett play, He threw two interceptions on his first two drives and it seemed like the life was sucked out of this football team, Only Saquon could keep us going and by the time I decided to head down into the locker rooms again, at almost the end of the 1st, we had a very unconvincing 10-7 lead.

Stefani was waiting down there, She told me that it was far too cold to sit on the bench and wait for a player to get injured, so she decided to stay back, under the heating, and the minute the hot air from inside hit me, I was happy.

"I was wondering how long you could put up with it" Stefani smiled at me as she pulled me in closer, 

"Kenny Pickett, I swear to god, I was that close to throwing a football at his face" I groaned,

"I've been watching the game in here, He actually fucking sucks" Stefani started laughing and I couldnt help but laugh a little too, I was glad my wife thought the same players sucked

"Guy also tries to say hes a hometowner too, but hes literally from the Shore" I complained,

"That's nowhere near Philly" Stefani started laughing, "Well...At least you have me now"

Stefani pulled me in, "I've been waiting all game for you to be down here" She whispered, placing her finger over her mouth, making a light shushing noise, implying me not to talk as she laid her lips on mine, pushing me back into the wall as she started to kiss me, beginning slow, letting my lips get used to hers as she slowly got more and more passionate.

She unbuttoned a few buttons on my shirt, starting to feel around my chest before going back to another round of kissing when I heard someone coming down the hall, into the rooms.

Both of us, remembering that dating was off the cards, quickly pulled away, as much as we didnt want to as Stefani straightened her hair and I did up the buttons on my shirt, only leaving the top two undone like usual.

"Germanotta, We need you, Mailata's down" I heard someone yell out, Stefani rushing out right away as I started to worry, I couldnt start losing my O-line heading into playoffs.

*****

2 Weeks Later

"Bradley, Do you want to come to Christmas Day with my family" Stefani asked me as I was about to head out the door to the team meeting, making sure to wear a heavy jacket since it was snowing pretty heavily outside

"Sure, Why not, But I want to see my mom in the morning" I said, trying to compromise, since Mom's health was rapidly declining, even faster than before.

"Of course, I was thinking that anyway" Stefani smiled at me, coming over to give me a kiss before I left. "Oh, and I think the drug test people are coming today, Nick believes you all are breaching his little policy, so you better have sobered up from last night or Nick wont be happy" She smirked at me as I laughed it off

"Come on, I'll be fine" I laughed a little, suddenly remembering Vegas again.

"You thought that in Vegas too" 

*****

"So, We are playing the Commanders tomorrow, and its a big game, We win and the NFC East is ours" Nick rambled on, "And I have been getting concerned you havent all been following my policies for the rest of the season"

Saquon and I looked at each other, Yesterday was his wifes 30th and we both got fucking hammered, so we both knew to just wait around until everyone else was done so we had the best chance of passing, 

We wandered around aimlessly, chatting about some of the most useless shit by the end, but we werent called up until everyone was done, Saquon going first and then me.

"Both of you are all good" The guy told us, which made us both more than happy, Looks like we just need to do this after my 30th, which was on January 5th, Still during the season.

*****

Stefanis POV

"Did you pass" I yelled out as Bradley walked in the door, home from the team meeting, 

"Yup, As if I wouldnt" He smirked as he leaned in for a kiss, before taking in a whiff of what I'd been cooking for us.

"I've done some homemade pasta, and a massive plate of pigs in blankets for you as well, I know how much you like them" I smiled at him as he noticed the plate, There were about 30 of them on there and he was quick to dig in,

"Fuck, These are so good" Bradley grabbed three more and shoved them into his mouth, "I want these every day now"

"If I give you them every day you wont be able to run the ball anymore" I frowned a little, before he started laughing.

"No....I wouldnt"