GOOD (FOR NOW)

I know what you’re thinking. Miller’s not exactly dependable. All he had to do was say “deal” and then turn around and break his word.It wouldn’t be the first lie he ever told. Or the thousandth.

But here’s something that maybe you don’t know. I was never going to blow that play. No way. I like scoring touchdowns the way I like to eat—as much and as often as possible. Maybe I’m not the world’s most “well-rounded” player, but at least I’ve got quick feet and Highway Eleven going for me.

I just had to out-bluff Miller one time. And that’s what I did. Now we have the weirdest truce in the history of truces. As long as he thinks I’m willing to sacrifice a touchdown, or even a game, he’ll play along just the way I asked him to.

And for the rest of football season, life’s going to be a little bit easier for Jonny, Dee-Dee, Maya, and yes, me.

Did that make me finally like playing? Not necessarily, but it did make me like scoring!

After football season’s over… well, I don’t know what happens then. Maybe Miller and I will go from football season right back into hunting season. But I’ll deal with that later. Meanwhile, I’m just taking it one thing at a time.

And most importantly, making my own choices.

And if you ask me, I’m doing pretty good at it too.