God Made An Athlete

by BigGeorge

On the eighth day, God looked down at the world he had created and saw that is was good.  He looked down upon the fields and the mountains, the streams and the oceans and saw they were good.  He looked down upon the fish of the sea and the creatures on the land and the foul in the sky and saw that they were good.  And God looked down at the humans he created in his own image and saw that they are faithful and hard-working, but they needed inspiration. So God created an athlete. Continue reading “God Made An Athlete”

An Amazon Game

by BigGeorge

There were very few things a man could do to prove his worth in Tiresisa’s world .  A warrior or cleric, and the jungle wars were over for now, so there was no need for fighters this year.

As a boy Tiresisa learned mathematics, astronomy, meditation and most importantly, fighting.  From the south a few years ago a traveler told Tiresisa’s father Marpessa, who was also this nations chief, of a game called Pitz.  Pitz was a game played with a heavy ball, the core of which is made from the head of the captain of the losing team from a prior game.  The purpose to both keep the ball air bound by what ever means possible and to eventually move the ball into an opening high about the arena.  In those days this game, was played to please the gods and symbolize the heavenly battle fought in the sky not long ago.  The game played instead of war, with the outcome the same. Continue reading “An Amazon Game”

Cosmos’s Game

by BigGeorge

Cosmo was getting ready to retire.  He had worked in the pro shop at the East Bay Country Club since 1960.   It started out as a summer job when he was twenty, with plans to go to college, but as time moved forward Cosmo started to tolerate the job, then liked it, then loved it, and then for a while, hated it again, but Cosmo figured he must love it, otherwise, he would work somewhere else. Continue reading “Cosmos’s Game”

Kings Joust

by BigGeorge

Gavin called his servant to his side to help calm his destrier, he adjusted his mail for the last time and rode on to the list.  Gavin knew his days of tournament were few, as soon as the invocation was done he rode to the barfrois to issue a challenge.  He could feel the tension in the air grow as he approached  King George.  The guards tensed not knowing the knight who approached.  Gavin stopped, and if a stone had dropped a league away it could be heard, for it was so silent among the onlookers. Continue reading “Kings Joust”

The Strangest Game

by BigGeorge

Edwin P. Ruggles was his given name, Eddie to friends and Edwin to the country club crowd, as Eddie called them, and, despised them.  Eddie was being groomed to be a lawyer and expected to follow in his fathers footsteps as a partner at the prestigious law firm of Rau, Ruggles and Pruitt in Boston Mass.  It was to the anguish of his father Albert Ruggles that Edwin took a great interest in sports, and although sports and teamwork was not only important in business and a prerequisite for graduation at Edwin’s prestigious Springfield Business College, his father was concerned that his son had taken too great of an interest in sports. Continue reading “The Strangest Game”

The Star Basketball Player Case

by alexifrest

Alexi walked across the huge underground parking lot.  Her footsteps sounded like loud, shuffling thuds.  Pale, whitish electric lights lit the massive, bare walls and the rough concrete floor, yet the place seemed dark.  Alexi was searching the left corner at the far end of the parking garage.  If crime news websites got it right, it was the spot where Layne Holmes was murdered. Continue reading “The Star Basketball Player Case”

The Recruiter

by Dawn Hunter

The administration has a habit of sending me vibes of dissent.  They don’t approve of my meticulous screening process when cutting down on the dozens of students, all of whom typically show promise.  Deciding to place one guy on JV instead of Varsity isn’t so bad, but when it comes down to it, there are always the talented players who get shafted on account of there not being enough space on the roster.  I’m committed to these kids.  Yeah, I want – I need – the best on my team, but it’s hard to shake the feeling that I owe some of these rejected athletes something more: an explanation for why they were one point of measurement away from displacing the next guy. Continue reading “The Recruiter”

The Trainee

by Dawn Hunter

For what it was worth, the Junior Varsity coach gave me all the respect I felt I DESERVED AND MORE.  From the very beginning, he let me know that I’d be starting every game.  The assistant coach even volunteered his time to give me specialized one-on-one training on request but only immediately following our mandatory practice.  It was then that I did everything I could to surpass the threshold between Junior and Varsity.  My goal for that year had been to reach the next level, and from there continue to climb upward. Continue reading “The Trainee”