Whitehead," Matt shouted at the retreating boy, who quickly slowed to a brisk walk. Matt shook his head as he wrote the locker assignment next to the ...ame on his roster, "Nerds," he mumbled, "why do I get all of the clumsy nerds?" Just lucky, I guess," Beverley Addams responded to the rhetorical question. "I not only get my share of nerds, but also a plate-full of princesses who live in terror of chipping a nail."The bell rang and the two coaches entered their respective locker rooms to break. He'll kick your ass if you call him that to his face, Bill!" Sue threatened."That would have concerned me a week ago, but not any more, Sue. He's a fucking wimp. His ass kicking days are over. He might scare a few girly-men, but no real men," I laughed."Do you think Jerry has suddenly lost a hundred pounds and most of his muscle? He's just as tough as he was a week or a year ago!" insisted Sue."I don't think so, and neither will anyone else, Sue. He hasn't lost any weight or muscle. It's a lot. Marcie turned to me “your wife gets very chatty when she is drunk Rod” she said “I learned a lot about her that night”. “All good I hope” I said “we don’t really drink much at all”. Marcie laughed “yes I gathered that”. Poor Sharon was embarrassed and I was left wondering just what she had said that was so interesting.“Now I like to visit my employees at home to see how they live and to meet their other half” Marcie began “so Rod, perhaps you could give me a tour of your home”. I was a bit. Her ears were perfect, even Michelangelo couldn’t do an ear as perfect as hers were. I smiled at the tiny holes in the lobes, imagining her grimace as the needle plunged through them. I realized I could no longer see her ear. Her whole head had turned and she was staring at me from eight inches away. Shit, I thought.“What are you looking at, you goof?” she demanded, laughing.“You...” I said truthfully. “Just you.”“Guys are so weird,” she said, sitting up. “Fire, Chuck! Let’s get some fire.