Page 20 of Playing the Game
“Good performances today, gents,” he said. “Nice work, Jonas.”
“Thanks.”
“Have a rest day tomorrow before the big match on Sunday.”
“We’re heading to La Piazza tonight,” Adam said.
“Without me?” Steven wailed. “But…the meatballs. They’re my favourite.”
Adam clapped him on the shoulder. “Players only, I’m afraid.”
“Unfair.”
“You’ll have to do without meatballs tonight,” Jerzy said. “We’re taking Udo.”
Steven glanced at Udo, who blushed furiously.
“In all seriousness,” Steven said. “This match is important. No booze and no shit food.”
Jonas had always been into nutrition. He wouldn’t be seen dead in a burger joint. Italian restaurants usually had something on the menu he liked.
“Don’t worry,” Adam said. “We’ll be tucked up in bed for half ten.”
Jonas pulled his clothes out from the locker. It would be good to spend some time with his new teammates outside of the training facility. Even if he did have to foot the bill.
He stole a glance at Adam, who was deep in discussion with Goran and Ewen. Being a captain was a responsibility that some took seriously and others wasted. It appeared that Adam was the former.
Jonas would enjoy getting to know this man. And if that moment in the gym was anything to go by, Adam was interested. Even if he didn’t fully realise it yet.
FIVE
ADAM
As the team walked down the street toward La Piazza, they reminded Adam ofReservoir Dogs.The lads had dressed to impress. Brockton was a small town and the players were often seen out and about, but very rarelyen masse.
A few people waved while others stared warily at them.
Colin scurried to keep up with Adam.
“Is there something I can help you with, Colin?”
The nervous lad glanced over his shoulder.
“My mate messaged me,” he whispered. “Some of the fans have formed a protest group.”
“A what?”
“You know. Protesting about the newbies. Being gay.”
Adam stopped so Colin ran into him.
“Are you shitting me?”
“No.”
“Fuck.”
Adam ran his hands through his hair. The others were coming too close to continue the conversation.
