His quarterbacking days were long past. Rock hadn't thrown a football in at least ten years, and he remembered that his last attempt was feeble at best. Nevertheless, someone asked if he would help split time with a professional quarterback at a tryout for wide receivers.
They were gathered in an indoor facility about the size of a basketball court. Athletic equipment was spread everywhere, including dozens of blocking sleds and tackling dummies. There were about twenty receivers on hand, and Rock watched as the pro hit them in stride with each pass.
Then it was Rock's turn. He threw several passes, none of which came close, until his final, which found an overweight, middle-aged white man running a post pattern, but the pass surprised the receiver and he let it drop to the turf.
"You got a little anxious on that one, Rock," the pro quarterback said. "You let it go too soon."
Rock agreed. His pass arrived at the receiver's shoulder just as he turned to look for it.
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