Coach Dudrow smiles, "Perhaps we could have some fun with another faculty member I know of. Let me see if he's here?" Coach Dudrow picks up the phone and talks to one of the faculty.
"Hey Roger, would you like to come by to my office? I have something I wanted to show you on some of the coaching we discussed for this year? 5 minutes? Perfect."
Coach Dudrow put down the phone and smiled, "We'll soon see how this works out. How about you get the powder ready that we discussed before he comes in?"
"Sure", you take a cup from Coach Dudrow's desk and put some powder in. You are eager and excited to see how this turns out. You soon hear a knock on the door and a new teacher you haven't met yet enters the small office and he makes you feel even smaller. Roger looks like he used to play football back in the day. He's tall, maybe 6'3" or taller with broad muscular shoulders tapering down to a slightly trim waist. He has a dark mustache with a buzz cut that you can tell he's had for at least two decades. You get the idea he could easily lift you if he wanted to.
"Dudrow, whatcha got for me?" Roger asks point blank.
"I'm thinking of starting a Sumo team," Coach Dudrow smiles.
"Sumo? Here? In small town America?" Roger asks," I mean, are you going to make a team of sumos with a kid like this?"
Roger looks down at you and you feel yourself get a little embarrassed.
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