League of His Own Ch. 11 - Sex Stories

League of His Own Ch. 11

... clubhouse on Monday morning before training, he said, "My only slight concern now is the representative season. We're definitely going to be losing you for the entire time, but there's a rumour that at least five of your teammates might be getting a call-up, at least to the training squad to start. The form shown cannot be overlooked."

"What about the Kangaroo tour to Great Britain at the end of the season?"

He glanced away before he looked back at me and grinned. "Win the Origin series and wrap up the Premiership and you'll be one of the first names on the list."

"Reckon the squad can handle the absences?"

"The boys out there won't want to let their captain down, Danny. You're no longer a kid. The respect has always been there though. Hell, it's easy to forget just how long you've been playing at the club now."

"Closer to retirement than my debut, that's for sure."

"Getting those aches and pains now?"

"Sometimes. They're hitting harder and harder nowadays. I'm just glad I haven't suffered too many injuries."

"Just keep looking after your body, and in particular that head of yours. So sad seeing all those old boys suffering from CTE, dementia and other brain degenerative issues. Protocols are a million times better nowadays."

I had always looked after myself from a young age. But I also took that advice to heart more than once. Too many ex-footy players had approached their later years with a myriad of issues, and with the number of CTE cases that ...

... exploded out of American football, head injuries were immediately taken much more seriously in rugby league. Concussion protocols ensured that player safety was the most important matter. Head injury assessments were thorough and if a player was showing any sort of symptoms, they would not be allowed to resume playing and would be then stood down from at least the next match.

It was part of the game though. Being concussed, that is. Yes, there were rules that made head contact illegal, but when a game was taking place at breakneck speed, mistakes happen. Most of the time, head contact was accidental though that didn't really matter when the player on the receiving end was left lying on the ground, wondering where the fuck he was and what day it was.

After getting changed into my training kit, I jogged out to the field to join my teammates. Confidence was high. Everyone was almost constantly smiling. We knew that this was our time. Our opportunity. It might not ever come again for most of us.

*****

Kim walked out of the bedroom to join me in the living room. I was wearing my tuxedo though I knew she was going to turn every single head upon arriving. The dress left her shoulders bare. Tasteful cleavage was on display. The hem of the dress was as low as her knees. It was tight to her body.

"You look aroused, Danny," she stated with amusement.

"You come with me each time to the awards and I just love how beautiful you look every single time."

She smiled before ...