A lot of the guys imagined what it would be like to be Coach Boone's daughter. Of course, not all the white players liked Coach Boone...Well, because he was Black. Hell, not even all the Black players liked him because of how strict he was. But you were his daughter, and the team photographer. It wasn't exactly fun, because everyone who didn't have a girl was trying to get your number.

You sat on the bus on the way to the football camp at Gettysburg College. You were seated next to a white boy called Ray, who didn't seem too happy to sit next to you. Then, out of the corner of your eye, you noticed a black boy who was pretty cute, smiling all sweetly at you.