Hitting back on the road after we were done at the clinic, I pulled some snacks out of my backpack inside the car, chewing on them as I watched the road which we were riding on, not driving too fast actually, so that I can make out the images clearly and know where I am whenever I am around here.
“ Damn bro, that kiss was dope, I can't remember the last time I had something like that with a girl buddy....”
Davis said, eyes fixed on the road, a wide smile on his face like he did was reviewing the moment he's talking about in his head, I moment I don't actually understand, because if he was talking about my kiss with Gianna, how did he know?, He definitely wasn't inside that room with me when it happened.
“ What are you talking about?.....”
I have to ask, have to be sure first before jumping into conclusions. He turned to me, then back on the road immediately, still wearing that smile. “ Common man, don't act like you know no shit about what I'mma talking about, I saw you with the nurse inside that room, having a romantic.....” I didn't allow him to finish as I poured some of the snacks on him jokingly.
“ What the fuck man.... You spying on me?...”
Both of us were laughing about it, can't believe he saw that, maybe he was looking through the transparent glass of the door. I continued eating on my snacks as we were on the drive. I don't know much about Davis yet, but I know that he's just a good guy hoping to make a future for himself, we've talked about him finding himself another team, but he just wasn't listening much, more like he was already beginning to lose hope of playing.
The last time we did have this conversation, two days ago actually, he was sounding like he was disappointed in himself, blaming himself for his failure, saying that he wasn't performing up to par, no team wanted him. He told me that after he was released at eighteen, he did went to different trials, to find himself a team, but every performance was disappointing, the more trials he lost, the more confidence he lost too, so the results was hard on him that he decided to take a break, up until now, his break was not yet over, I just hope to get better with my leg, would definitely pressure him into going to the next trial with me.
“ You know anywhere they might be playing a game right now?.... I feel like I want to watch, street football, I mean.....”
“ Don't worry buddy, you're with Davis, the king of the City, there's nowhere I don't know across town, got somewhere I gotta show you....”
We got to a spot, a secluded area which was rounded with a net, people were watching from the outside, all looking in through the net, a lot of people were there, like really a lot of guys, two teams of four were playing in there, four players on each side, the tempo of the game quite high like they were playing a gamble, damn, that's the kind of game I want.
We stood at a spot watching for about half an hour, the intensity of the game really getting to my head, having that feeling that I wish that I'm not injured, I could have tried to get in there and play. It was a small waist length goal post, more like the goal post of hockey players, I can really see myself in there, participating well in this street football, that's when the idea came to mind, Davis.
Davis was present with me here, maybe I can get him in there to play while I watch, I've to see how well he plays, he told me that he haven't played football for about seven months now, so getting him back in there could be a start to something new.
“ Hey buddy, I got a plan, wait for me here.....”
“ Wait What?!..... Where are you going?.....”
I didn't wait to answer as I walk off, I know that he wouldn't be coming after me, coming out from there would make the both of us lose that spot, many people are trying to find a way to be in front of that net and watch the game more clear. I went to a table area there somewhere that looks quite like where the game is being organized, I can as well see some people around there speaking with the person in there, the man giving out a card after a payment is made.
I went there and found out that each team participating in there will have to make a payment of $50 per set, would only come out when they lose, that's a good game to bet on, I applied for a spot in the game, a card was issued to me, 17, that's what was written on it, I took it with me and headed back to where Davis was trying to preserve my spot for me.
“ Hey Man, here's your card, I applied for you in the game, it says 17, so you should wait for your call, you can go out there and find three more guys to fill in your team before it gets to your set.....”
He was just standing there looking at me, taken aback by what I just did, but I don't know whether it calls for a positive gesture or a negative one, what I know is that he never expected me to pull this stunt.
“ Incase you're searching for the word to say, it's thank you and I would reply you're welcome.....”
“ Fuck you Man, I never asked for this, you just fucking threw away a $50 bill on me, could've used it for something serious, something better.....”
“ I don't know what you're talking about buddy, what's done is done bro, find your team, I watch you play.....” I winked at him.