"Alright y'all" the New York Giants starting quarterback Mashawn Monroe started, " this one single play, can change our lives as we know it. I know none of us have come this far to back down, so lets go out there and show the world why the New York Giants are going to be SUPER BOWL CHAMPIONS!" Mashawn's teammates cheered and galloped onto the field to run the final play of the game with 15 seconds left. The play that would mark their place in history for years to come. The play that would bring them all fame and adoration that they've ever wanted, and all they had to do was score. But it was easier said than done.
Mashawn lined up under center as his receivers spread across the line of scrimmage sizing up the defense. The score was 25-20 and the Giants were losing to defensive powerhouse of the San Diego Chargers who for majority of the game had been doing their part to frustrate the NFL's Rookie of the Year Monroe, but he would not be dettered. He wanted this win more than anything and he was going to get it, no matter the cost.
"Blue 42! Blue 42! Set H-" and before he could have the ball hiked, he heard whistles being blown by the ref. He began questioning the refs play stopage, but ultimately was ignored.
"False start, Number 73! This is a five yard penalty and the result of the play is still fourth down." the ref said holding up the number four. Half of the Phoenix crowd cheered while the other booed in disgust. Mashawn cursed under his breath. 4th and goal from 10 yards out was bad enough and now making it 4th and goal on the 15 was even worse.
"Now thanks to David's fat ass, we gotta do even more work," Mashawn spewed in anger at his huddled teammates " So now, we're gonna go with a Red 18 Curl, got it?" Mashawn's teammates nodded and went back onto the further line of scrimmage. Mashawn now stood several feet from his center to take the snap.
"Down! Set! Hike!" he shouted and with that the ball was snapped. His first instinct was to look to see if his best friend and star wide receiver Marvin Davis was open, but the Chargers had him in double coverage and all of his other receivers were defended heavily as well. Mashawn had to make a decision before his offensive lineman could no longer hold their blocks, and he took half a second to look at the play clock. 8 seconds left. "Fuck." Mashawn thought to himself and without much thought, he ran into this large hole his lineman had set up for him and ran as fast as he could. He could feel the linebackers leaving their assignments to get him and he knew they were getting close. He was now at the 5 yard line and everyone on the field was following him trying to catch up and right when he believed he was in the clear, a cornerback for the Chargers had gotten in front of him and was preparing to tackle him at the one yard line. Mashawn was determined to make sure that this son of a bitch didn't ruin his destiny and with all his might, he leaped forward, feeling the weight of the cornerback pulling at his legs to send him backwards but it was too late. He had already landed on the rough cold turf.
Everyone in the stadium was looking at the line judge to see what his ruling was going to be and after looking at where Mashawn and the ball had landed, he threw both hands in the air signaling touchdown. Everyone on the Giants sideline ran onto the field with their hands in the air screaming and yelling for joy because they had won the hard fought battle. But no one was happier about this than Mashawn. But how long would this joy last?
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ONE WEEK LATER
Mashawn rolled over in his king sized bed to see he wasn't alone. On both sides of him was a girl he met in a club the night before. One was a beautiful shade of brown, with a long black weave that went all the way down her back but not too long to cover her back dimples, and a tattoo of some nigga name on her massive breast. The other, was lightskin with a big booty (his personal favorite attribute), short red hair, and covered in tattoos. He attempted to remember their names, but his pulsing headache had made that incredibly difficult.
"Good morning champ." the brown skin girl said while rolling over to face him.
"Hello......beautiful." He muttered while rubbing his face. After that, he was able to get a good look at the girl, and he had to say he was proud of himself. "Would Jason be ok with you waking up in my bed naked?" he asked with a laugh.
The girl then looked down at her breast and then back at him and said with a smile "I won't tell him if you won't." Mashawn bit his lip and shrugged cause he knew he wasn't gone tell the nigga. The lightskin girl then rose up and put her arm around Mashawn's torso and kissed him on his neck.
"Well hello to you too. You don't got a nigga I got to keep secrets from, do you?" He asked jokingly.
"No I don't, but my girlfriend would just be mad that I didn't invite her to the party." she whispered.
"Well damn" Mashawn said with a chuckle " but I mean, since you ladies are here, how bout you make big daddy some breakfast and then we all take a shower." he suggested motioning towards the kitchen. Both of the girls smiled at the idea and simultaneously got out the bed and headed towards the kitchen. Mashawn laid back down in his bed and reflected on how good life was. He had the money, the women, the power, the recognition, and the fame he knew he had always deserved. He had no complaints and he wanted to keep it that way.
Just then, his phone rang and he saw it was his homeboy Marvin and he quickly picked up.
Mashawn: What you calling me so early for bruh?
Marvin: Nigga what you mean early? *chuckles* it's noon
Mashawn: Awe shit, I haven't even looked at the time, I've been real preoccupied.
Marvin: In other words you got some hoes at your house again.
Mashawn: Yeah basically *laughs*
Marvin: I can't wait till you stop being a ho and actually get you somebody
Mashawn: Look bruh, I'm just tryna enjoy my time as a young nigga. I'm not tryna be like you and get wifed up especially not now. Do you know how many hoes I can get? All I gotta do is walk in and they flock, I don't see any problems
Marvin: Exactly you don't see the problem, they flock to you now but what about in a few years when nobody gone know who the fuck you are you need to-
Mashawn: No what you need to do is worry bout you, your family, and keep catching the balls I throw you and we cool, alright?
Marvin: Look br-
Mashawn: Wait what you say baby? Alright here I come. I gotta go Marv *hangs up*
Mashawn rolled his eyes and got up from his bed, he appreciated his friend looking out for him and everything, but he was tired of him bitching him about living his life. He would settle down eventually but not right now, he's young, rich, sexy, and got all the power that New York can offer. There was no female out there who would change his ideas of the perfect life. Nothing could go wrong or at least he believed that much.
