The team worked hard through  July. As  always, between Sims  and the Older Amota..it seemed the  Dragons had  three teams...One team coming, one team practicing and another Team coming in.

  Most folks didn't last long, they were looking  for BAllplayers who where tough,but were not headcases...and your contract didn't matter. Agents   hated the Dragons, as each contract was a fistfight..and the players always came out on the short end...the long and short of it , was this..You got paid a flat rate for your position..a bit  more for  where you were drafted...and a bit more for each year you were on the dragons...after that..the contracts were loaded with incentives, taylored  to your position...you wanted more money? you best go out  and  do something..no free rides on the dragons...there was also a'charcter clause'..you did something illegal..you were cut...Contract voided...there were more then a few 'death sentence' clauses in there...which the player had to sign, to get the contract. Some of the worsecase players refused...none are on the team now...

  The Bus arrived  with 7 players in it...Ben, Lucas, and 5 others, some where recent cuts from other  teams, others  were undrafted freeagents that the scouts dug up...

 Practice  was over for the Day. Players were heading to the showers, and the to eat.

  While the players  broke practice, The cheerleaders  did as well, Alexia  seemed distracted  as two men in suits  called her over, she was taking with them...perhaps  a bit extra  flirty..but all three were smiling.  Lu-ti, the Cheerleader that Bet Adam in the DAnce  contest the   other  week, came up to Celeste,..looks  like your getting closer and closer to captain...everyday...

   Adam stood near the  endzone  where the Bus  had left the new players off. Though he was sweated up, he was still running   pattens, from the Goal line  out, to the  20..Fillings the 2nd  team quaterback was dropping  back and snapping off throws.

 A  small boy with a big grin was catching the ball from Adam, then snapping it to Fillings.

 Bronk held up for a momnet Pushing the Helmet back as he watched the New folks enter the GAte..7 Guys  and a Tall woman. Bronk said to Fillings,..that don't look like  any kicker..and she's sure not a cheerleader...

 Fillings looked over his shoulder and grinned,..better hope she's not a wideout..she has a foot on you!

 Bronk pulled his helmet down  and nodded, out and Ups..if yuou have it in you....

 Fillings  shook his  head,..Just run little man..see if you can catch it...

 A assisstant Greeted the new folks  with a clip board and began calling out nameswhen i hit your name...tell me  your position ...then we'll get you in the locker room and issue your stuff... and be becan to call out thier names.

Bethany came off the bus last, dressed in a black tank top and a pair of jeans.  It wasn't anything fancy.  She had a plain blue dufflebag with all her stuff in it, though that would inevitably get transferred to her locker and some moved to whatever the team issued.  She wouldn't stick out at all except for her size, being six and a half feet tall.  There was also the bit about being a woman on a football field, but she was used to that.

When the man called "Paulson, Bethany," she stepped forward and spoke in a clear voice.  "Here sir.  Wide Receiver and Cornerback," the woman said, which would mean she'd need to get a running back's number in order to be legal for both positions, but that really didn't matter all that much.  Her voice wasn't intentionally loud, but it did carry well outdoors, so it would be easily overheard if someone was paying attention.  She did glance over at where Adam was practicing to see how the wide receivers were doing.

  The Caoch Looked up at Bethany,..Well now..won't be hard to palce you..we have another woman on the  Team, Kat Dawlish..our  Kicker... The Dorms  are across the Lot..townhouses  really..But  the Amota's aren't  afaid to spend money..so there you have it..as we head into the Locker rooms, I'll show you where they ladies dress..and I write up your uniform issue...

  A slender  Japanese man  had  just run down the steps of the bleatchers from teh Offices at the top of the stadium...he stopped at Mid filed to watch the small reicver  haul in a rather good pass from the Quarter back..he shouted to the wide out who turned  and grinned  as they Both Jogged  back towards the endzone, the  fellow wearing 19 snapped  a pass to the Kid  who caught it with a grin..The reciver  said...same thing..this  side...

 Fillings  laughed and shook his head, called  hut  and dropped back to   fake  a pump on the out,  and the re;loaded to let the ball go down filed again..

  The  Young Japaneses man greeted the group,Welocme to the Dragons...after you get your lockers and room assignments..you will come see me..we will  get you to side your  contracts, so you can practice...if you are lucky..You'll get your Decal on your helmet..if not...you'll be on the next bus out...

 He looked  at the clip board   and nodded to  the players, a longer look at Ben and Lucas..then he loked at Beth,ahhh..big ten..Lady wide out.....

  Looking over his shoulder at the smaller  reicver who hand hauled int he pass again, he grinned and turned back to her,Maybe   yo can give him some competion..the  tall fellow we have now..drops too many passes!

"Sounds good sir," Bethany responded to the coach easily.  "That does make things a bit easier then, I do imagine".  She then fell quiet until the Japanese man spoke to her.  She turned to face the man politely as he spoke about signing the contracts.  That was always a necessary bit, she imagined.

"Hello sir, and I hope I can give everyone a bit of competition.  And you've got it right.  Badgers wide receiver and cornerback.  I hope I can give our quarterback a nice big target and give the other team's quarterback an unintentional target a few times while I'm at it," she said to the man.  "But I'll do whatever it is you need me to do for the team".
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Celeste stopped for a moment from the practice as the head cheerleader walked off and began making her rounds with a couple of guys who had came in their workout area.

She looked at Lu-ti for a moment at her comment and then back at the head.

Maybe, she commented.   How many times have we actually heard that she was going to leave but never have?

With a shrug she walked back to her spot and began stretching and letting the positions run through her head.

 The  Japanses  man bowed slightly,Please..excuse  my manners..all of you. I am Yuto Amota. I played football at Mellon state..with him.. he points over his shoulder to Adam.The Head Coach of the dragons..Coached us both  for the Japanese National team, where  we won  the Championship two years ago....When Father bought the  Team. he brought the Head  Coach with him..Bart Sims...he is tought..make you work..some player..they don't like that...those  are the ones who leave on the next bus...WEinning is first  and  foremost..but not without Honor..not  without class

 ...come now..we  see to your needs..You are all invited to the Rising Son tonight for dinner..just show your card at the door..Many player  go there... they walked down the sideline as Bronk curled up on the  25 and caught a slightly high pass  and turned uip filed to run a few more yards..as he turned back towards the  QB again Yuto called out,ADAM!  SHE COMES TO TAKE YOUR JOB! NOT ONLT TALLER...BUT WAY BETTER LOOKING!

 Bronk stopped and  loked at the group,they could hear the QB say, HA HA! TOLD YA!

 Adam shook his head  and grinned  waving to the group, but his eyes were on the newest wideout...

Bethany walked down the sideline listening to the owner speak.  She didn't respond to the speech, as it certainly seemed like the type that owners would make to new players.  She did listen though, but it didn't seem appropriate to speak.

When Yuto Amota singled her out as a threat to Adam's job, she turned to meet Adam's gaze.  The comments about being taller and better looking weren't actually responded to.  That sort of stuff wasn't unknown to her, given her profession of choice.  Instead, she focused her attention on Adam for the moment.  Her eyes didn't show any hint of hyper-competitiveness that tended to plague wide receivers.  After all, the position had a tendency to create diva complexes among the players.  "Nice grab," she said to Adam in that same calm, confident voice.  "Show me some of the routes later when I get my stuff issued and things have calmed down?" she asked Adam.

Lucas stepped off the bus with a couple of satchel drapped on each shoulder.  He didn't bring much not knowing how long he'd stay or what exact accomodations he would have access to.  So enough to stay a couple of weeks without doing laundry is all he thought of bringing.

Ahead of him was the tall WR/CB, this was going to be an interesting season.  The only time he'd worked with the girls on the field was chasing them off the field when halftime was done.  He'd have to watch her.

Wittrock, Lucas, he yelled out.  FullBack.  #24.