Picked up the bike today from the dealer. I'm still slightly deaf from riding around on it, but it's like being in a state of Zen where all I focus on is the football when I'm kicking.  I'm debating naming the bike or not.  To my shock, my parents don't mind it or my hair cut.  My old man's glad I'll keep myself preoccupied and mom's way too ( Read more... )

So, Hiruma, I checked out a bunch of vehicles and motorcycles.  How clever of you to only wire the amount necessary for a bike.  Guess that narrows down my options...

And on a side note, my hair is bothering me.  I should go for a haircut some time.

Since the truck was company property, and my old man fired me, I'm not allowed access to it anymore.  Never realized how much I depended on it.  Now I have to walk everywhere or take the damn subway.  I have a crink in my back and sour moods in the morning when I get to school and at night when I go home.  Losing a car is nothing like quitting ( Read more... )

Hiruma, I don't know what you're doing with those kids, but they're way too much like you.  Sena and Monta had bothered me earlier about rejoining the team after that not-so-smart kicker from Bando showed up.  I told them that I'd join if they became a strong team just so they'd stop bothering me.  I didn't think much of it, but in the end I made a ( Read more... )

It's been a week since I've gone cold turkey and I think I've gotten over the worst of the ordeal--no more cold sweats and tremors anymore.  I don't even need straws, though I have started walking around with toothpicks just to keep my mouth occupied.  I thought about maybe trying gum or the patch, but I kept on hearing horror stories and decided ( Read more... )

The locker rooms are finally completed and time to move on to other construction projects.  No one died or got injured during the whole process.  Though I wonder how those three guys will share one locker ( Read more... )

Hiruma was relaxing in the clubhouse, sipping a bottle of water and taking a quiet moment to read a book. It was rare that he got time to himself anymore; what with all the new members, the place was a regular motel. Lucky the locker room would be up soon. He was very pleased with the events of the Hell Tower. They were well on the way to having ( Read more... )

Musashi was taking a much needed catnap on the clubhouse's couch when he felt something tickle his nose. He smacked at it, opening his eyes. "Uh..?"

Hiruma withdrew the strip of paper and smirked. "Get your ass up, fucking old man, we're going for a drive."

"Ngh." Musashi rolled over. "You mean you need me to drive?"

"What I said." Hiruma ( Read more... )

Even though it'd be completely against his image to say so, Hiruma had to admit he felt pretty fucking good. First game of the autumn tournament tomorrow, and this time the Devil Bats were going to kick ASS. Not least because they'd finally got their kicker back.

All right, and leaving football aside for the moment, it was kind of nice to ( Read more... )

I'd just like to congratulate everyone on our win today. Monta, your recieving was great, Eyeshield (wherever you are) outstanding as usual, and Toganou, you aren't allowed to have coffee ever again, but good job there, too. Everyone else has vastly improved since I last saw you. If we keep working hard we'll get even better. Good job, everyone ( Read more... )