Coach spoke again, but this time in a quieter tone. "I know what's going on, you know. You've just turned 21, and alcohol beckons. All right, we've all been there, but now you need to settle down and get it out of your system. If you want to drink yourself stupid Sunday nights after the big games, go ahead - if your marks can stand the Monday mornings after - but otherwise, take it easy!
"Hangovers, as I think you're discovering, are not much fun. On the other hand, beer can be a great addition to your gaining plan, if you're looking to bulk up - and with your frame and speed, you could definitely carry more weight!"
"Really, Coach?" said Brett through his hangover.
"Yeah, look at yourself, then look at the other guys - you've got room to grow, to build real mass. Just because you're over 200 don't think you're done gaining - with your height, and those shoulders, and that rump, you could be my best offensive lineman! Now go off and use that appetite of yours!" And with that, Coach slapped him on the rump and walked over to another guy.
Brett watched the big guys on the O-line all through practice, then thought about getting bigger all the rest of the day. The idea really appealed to him, so that evening he decided to talk it over with...
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