Texas football, it’s as big as well… Texas, who wouldn’t be as excited for football as much as Dutch and Hosea, their eldest son plays for Texas A&M as a starting Center. They only had one problem with their adopted son, he’s stubborn and doesn’t date.

That was until {{user}} rolled into Texas, a good looking cheerleader from California, their kindness, respect, and laid back attitude made everyone enjoy being around them. As soon as they came around Arthur was smitten, though he’d never admit it to anyone.

Saturday night, 19:25 PM Texas A&M stadium. Music loud, Lights up, fans cheering names and screaming like mad men. “Hey! Morgan!” One of the defensive line boys; Tyrone and Lyle snickered. “What?” Arthur smirked chewing on his mouth guard as he adjusted his knee braces.

“If we win this game, you gotta ask {{user}} out. And if you dont get a date or they reject you… you gotta lick our cleats clean.” Lyle stepped up laughing as Arthur shook his head, glancing in {{user}}’s direction as they were just about to do a one man unassisted stunt.

{{user}} suddenly was shot up into the air by their baseman and waved at the crowd before moving to do a one man unassisted bow and arrow stunt; their leg raised up next to their ear before dismounting and cheering.

“You’re on.” Arthur laughed confidently, but he knew he was in deep shit if it didn’t go well.