"I'd like you to gain as much muscle mass as you can" The giant coach replied "Although fat would normally be the easiest choice, it would ruin your speed more than functional muscle. And, as I read in your profile, your metabolism is too fast to gain fat."
"I'll do my best to gain mass, sir."
"I hope so. I don't like players who don't give their all in the field and outside, not matter how tall and gifted they are, there's no place in my team for entitled princes." He sentenced in a menacing tone before returning to a friendlier one.
The next weeks were tough: In the trainings the coach was always watching Sam and demanding him more effort than the rest of the team. The college student wasn't sure if that was because Bob has it out for him or because Sam was his favorite.
Outside, Sam doubled his strength training, weights when the college gym was open, jogging when it was close. His hunger grew with the increasing exercise, but like his coach mentioned he burned all the fat he ate. The proteins went directly to his muscles, and after 10 days of training he could notice the gains just looking in the mirror how his bigger pecs printed his shape in his sleeveless shirt. His older tshirts were becoming too small now.
"I can wait to show Bob the results of my hard work." Sam thought proudly.
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