Sidelined- The Qb And Me -

Final score: 24–21.

And the giant was about to fall. Dylan’s shadow had a name: Marcus Thorne. Marcus was a quiet junior with thick shoulders and thicker glasses off the field. He wasn’t fast. He wasn’t flashy. His deep ball looked like a wounded duck. But he studied film like a film director studying Kurosawa. He knew every defensive formation. He knew where the safety would be on third-and-long before the safety did. Sidelined- The QB and Me

I said, “He’s winning.”

You okay?

But here is the secret they don’t tell you about dating a star: The star does not revolve around you. You revolve around the star. You are not the sun. You are a moon, tidally locked, always showing the same face to the giant. Final score: 24–21