He stops running, holding the ball in place under his foot
Jack takes in his surroundings. Seemingly an eternity earlier he was 20 or so
feet from the ball, now he stands just a few feet from the goal. “How did I get here? I wasn’t here when I
started thinking. I was running for the ball…what happened?”
The other players snap
free from the spell. The world returns to its original speed and clarity. Jack
looks around the field, and looking back at him, on every face is a shocked
look of awe. “Ja-Ja-Jack, w-w-w-what are you doing over there? How did you get
over there?” Tom manages to sputter out.
“I don’t really
know. I was just there and now I am here. I don’t remember the in between. Do
you guys know what happened?” Jack tries to understand what just occurred.
Nothing about this day was normal, why was it happening to him. Pondering and
trying not to go crazy, Jack decides to continue with the conversation with his
friends.
“I must have had a
crazy rush of adrenaline or something. The last thought before I got here, was
that you were all moving very slow. I can’t really think of any other
explanation unless you think I suddenly turned into a superhero. Because,
clearly I can now throw cars and read your mind. C’mon doofus I just got an
adrenaline rush and you guys didn’t.” Knowing that Tom doesn’t take ridicule
very well he teases him.
“I
know that, jerk. I was just kind of shocked that you made it over there so
fast. Let’s get back to the game now.” Tom quickly tries to avoid looking
stupid by getting the game going again. Just as Jack planned. Thankfully not
everything changed that day at least some parts of Jack’s life were still
predictable.
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