Chapter 458

Immediately, we were greeted by Alix, who was riding nude on the back of an offensive lineman who crawled around. She carried a tray covered in cocaine and was shouting, "Over there, chariot! Take me over there!"

Johnny Burris and Bryce stood in the center of the room, smoking Cuban cigars and grinning with drinks in their hands. They were shirtless, looking like Roman gods. Next to them stood Johnny’s wife, Shelly, who to my surprise was chatting up Jordan, the starting safety, and kissing his neck. Jordan poured a bump of coke on the back of his hand, and Shelly happily snorted it.

I caught Johnny’s eye, and he motioned me over. We clapped hands, and I congratulated him and Bryce on the blowout win. Johnny caught me looking at Shelly, and he must have sensed her hanging on Jordan.

"So I started a new incentive," Johnny said. "The game MVP I pick gets to play with Shelly at the party that night!"

"Damn, brother," I sai