Rock and another coach tried to direct a football practice, but chaos began to take control as the drills grew more detailed. The final straw came with a particularly complex play that had everyone running in seemingly endless circles around the large rug in Rock's back bedroom.
It wasn't long before he began to question whether or not this mess was a football practice at all. Nothing about it made much sense.
He was prone on the rug and clearly unbalanced. His right hand seemed injured. At any rate, he knew it hurt like hell.
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