“Maxie Zane, The Conspiracy Guy @MaxZaneUnfiltered on all socials. Is it true the NFL is coded with ancient Greek numerology?”
“Of course. But it’s deeper. It also involves the dates we play on turf under a crescent moon.”
“Interesting. Very interesting.”
It just keeps getting better …
I shake hands with a girl wearing a tee that reads, “Influencer One, Avery Rose – @TheSweatEdit. Fitness, Wellness, and Athlete Training.”
Avery asks, “What’s your least favorite drill during practice?”
“Anything with cones. If cones show up, I know I’m about to puke.”
“That’s fair. Cones are evil.”
I look back and see Kolby with tin foil hat guy and fight back a laugh when I see he’s looking at him like,What the fuck is wrong with you?
“Hey, Skinner, I’m Tyler Knox fromGridiron Gossip.”
“Gossip, huh.” I rub my hands together. “You gonna spill some tea that will help me get under Philly’s skin?”
“That’s not how this works.” He smirks. “You’re holding the kettle, my man. So, between us, who’s got the worst game-day fit on the team?”
“You’re really trying to get me jumped in the locker room?”
“It’s for the fans. They deserve the tea.”
“Okay, I’ll just say … somebody here still wears cargo jogger shorts in the winter, with a blazer.”
“I heard that, Skinner!” Oz Hunt yells from somewhere behind me.
Knox laughs. “So I’m guessing you’re talking about Oz Hunt.”
I stand to move on. “I’ll never tell.”
Next is a chick with a tabletop full of snacks that looks damn good.
“Jasminne Vega from @SnackSzn. Be honest—how many protein bars do you eat a week?”
“I try to hit two hundred grams a day. The team fuels us with real food, but I’m not gonna lie—I get lazy at home. So, my answer: too many. I don’t even like most of them.”
“Tell me one you actually do like.”
“Detour, caramel and nuts.”
“Big fan of nuts. I’ll have to check it out.” She wags her brows.
I stand and count how many more chairs my ass has to be planted in. Ten. Fucking ten.
By the time I circle back to the bar, my brain is half-fried.
Lo slides me a cup. “You good?”
“I don’t know what just happened, but it was like double overtime exhausting.”
Kolby chuckles. “Man, I saw you with the conspiracy guy. You were fucking with him, weren’t you?”
“Trust me; someone got to him first—the damage was done.”