Somewhere in the southern United States, in a locker room on a sleepy Tuesday, the only people left after a long practice are the quarterback and an offensive lineman.
Quarterback: Hey man, good practice.
Lineman: Yeah, man, just trying to keep you clean.
Quarterback: Oh I don’t mind getting hit once or twice, I …
Lineman: What? Say it, man.
Quarterback: Aw it’s dumb but … You know in games on TV when a quarterback throws right as he’s getting hit and you see him laying there, looking up to see if it’s a complete pass, and woah, it is, and the quarterback just stays laying there for a second like … super happy.
Lineman: Yeah I know exactly what you’re talking about. You wanna do that?
Quarterback: Ha. Yeah … I guess I … I guess I do.
Quarterback: Ok. Well. I gotta go so I’ll –
Quarterback: Dude … You just gonna make fun of me for what I just said?
Lineman: No, no. It’s uh … I got one of those too.
Lineman: Yeah. Um. You know like, when a quarterback scrambles and gets a touchdown and he’s all excited?
Quarterback: Hell yeah I do! I did that last game man!
Lineman: Yeah! Yeah that was great! What a win, huh? It’s just … You ever see that chick flick Dirty Dancing?
Quarterback: Dude. I know exactly what you’re gonna say. I’m on it. Next game. I promise.
Lineman: (smiles ear to ear)