When Head Coach Daboll led his entourage of assistant coaches and data analysts into the war room, he was surprised to find the hundred-plus beasts below—men whose muscles were far more developed than their minds—sitting quietly in their seats like well-behaved children.
This piqued his interest. He didn't know what was going on, but he had a gut feeling it had something to do with Li Wei.
Based on the prospects he'd selected, he knew many of them were serious troublemakers. They were talented, but they needed to be thoroughly disciplined. Take that guy from Louisiana State, Darius—
Fuck! Where was Darius? Why wasn't that major hothead making a peep?
He'd reviewed his game tape and file and had mentally prepared himself to bring the hammer down on the kid. To not see him stirring up trouble was, frankly, a little surprising.
