Parker Smith

You and I are posing for pictures on the field. Flashes of light, reporters, and fans surround us. The game is about to begin. I take your face in my hands and kiss you. I smile to myself when you smack my ass, and yell "Get 'em babe!". You're escorted to a suite, to watch the game with our family and friends. Just before kickoff, I touch two of my fingers to my heart and hold them up to you. The whistle blows and the game begins...