Driving down 23 South to Toledo I kept going over what I was going to say to Brad. I wasn’t sure why I felt the need to say anything. It was his life, his decision, and yet I couldn’t let it go.
“Well,” I said out loud to the passing countryside, “you decided to talk with him, so you will.”
I arrived on campus and drove to the athletic complex. Spring practice was in full swing and that’s where I would find the football team and Brad. He’d told me today would be a full pads practice and if I got there early enough, I should make my way to the practice field.
I walked to the bleachers and sat down. The team was having an inter-squad scrimmage, offense against defense. I wasn’t sure where I would find Brad. Last year he played linebacker but he’d said there was some talk of his being a wi
