08-17-2015, 12:20 AM
"Don't be sending me any brats, okay? I don't know if I could handle it!" Aaron joked. As many did, he liked to imagine that his graduating class, and the team that he played with for most of his high school career, was the best that ever was or ever would be. "And if the refs hadn't snubbed me, I would've beaten that record a year ago," he went on, feeling a little defensive about that. Since Keith had first begun coaching his team back in high school, Aaron had been doing his best to try and emulate him. He was a local hero, and considered extremely humble to boot after giving up a professional run to coach the high school team.
"Yeah, it's my Junior year," Aaron answered. "College has been good to me. Or at least I think so," he laughed a bit. "My freshman season was explosive, I'm sure you remember us going all the way to the bowl game. But it's been kinda downhill since there. We didn't even win our division to get to the conference championship this year, and for some reason that made us ineligible for a bowl. It really cut us short. Nobody seems to blame me, either within the program or on ESPN. My dad won't let it go, though..." he paused, realizing he might be getting a little too deep, "...not that that's important or anything, I mean...ugh," he blushed, waiting for a response from his coach.
"Yeah, it's my Junior year," Aaron answered. "College has been good to me. Or at least I think so," he laughed a bit. "My freshman season was explosive, I'm sure you remember us going all the way to the bowl game. But it's been kinda downhill since there. We didn't even win our division to get to the conference championship this year, and for some reason that made us ineligible for a bowl. It really cut us short. Nobody seems to blame me, either within the program or on ESPN. My dad won't let it go, though..." he paused, realizing he might be getting a little too deep, "...not that that's important or anything, I mean...ugh," he blushed, waiting for a response from his coach.