Milo Miles & Coach Barrett – New Recruit
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The annual baseball tournament was just underway and the squad was scheduled to have fun in the deep-south of Florida for the first-ever round. The flight took us as far as Jacksonville, then we had to bus it to the outskirts of this raw swamp-town where the tourney would be held. Unnecessary to say, by the time we got to the hotel, all us players and coaches were heat-sapped, our perspiring bods tucking to our uniforms. Each player had been assigned a coach roomy to bunk with during our stay. I was more than a lil astonished to find out that I would be sharing a guest room with the rigorous and demanding Coach Barrett. To be brilliantly honest, I always had the impression that he didn’t like me much and found my lively spirit a tad annoying. After checking in at reception, Coach Barrett led me down the ass-pipe to our room. I stayed quiet, not knowing what to expect. As we entered the lil quarters, I couldn’t help but notice that there was only one bed–and a diminutive one at that. Sheesh, I thought, I’ll be sleeping on the floor, I guess… And that’s when things took a turn that was totally unexpected. Coach Barrett positioned a warm, delicate arm on my shoulder and winked. With a remarkably soft-spoken, musical voice, he asked if I minded that I had to share a guest room with him. I drank hard, then offered a bright smile. Who would have thought that this stern, unabashedly disciplinarian body could be...disarming? And that smile. I was confident I’d never seen that before.
The annual baseball tournament was just underway and the squad was scheduled to have fun in the deep-south of Florida for the first-ever round. The flight took us as far as Jacksonville, then we had to bus it to the outskirts of this raw swamp-town where the tourney would be held. Unnecessary to say, by the time we got to the hotel, all us players and coaches were heat-sapped, our perspiring bods tucking to our uniforms. Each player had been assigned a coach roomy to bunk with during our stay. I was more than a lil astonished to find out that I would be sharing a guest room with the rigorous and demanding Coach Barrett. To be brilliantly honest, I always had the impression that he didn’t like me much and found my lively spirit a tad annoying. After checking in at reception, Coach Barrett led me down the ass-pipe to our room. I stayed quiet, not knowing what to expect. As we entered the lil quarters, I couldn’t help but notice that there was only one bed–and a diminutive one at that. Sheesh, I thought, I’ll be sleeping on the floor, I guess… And that’s when things took a turn that was totally unexpected. Coach Barrett positioned a warm, delicate arm on my shoulder and winked. With a remarkably soft-spoken, musical voice, he asked if I minded that I had to share a guest room with him. I drank hard, then offered a bright smile. Who would have thought that this stern, unabashedly disciplinarian body could be...disarming? And that smile. I was confident I’d never seen that before.
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