Anti-Polar Bear
05-16-2008, 02:44 PM
Here’s and excerpt from former Packer great ARTURO Freeman’s (not Antonio) forthcoming book, “Amore: Why I Gave Up Football to Become a Football Wife” (Liberal Utopian Press).
The summer of ’05 was hot. But I was hotter, literally and figuratively. Thanks to Billy Banks’ “Tae Bo” workout regime, I was able to shed 10 lbs. Man, did I look good. Now I know how it feels like to be a hot chick. Everyone is always a-staring and a-“wannadoit.”
On the football field I was hotter than hot. I was so hot I was actually cold (you know what I mean). I outperformed the likes of Earl Little, Mark Roman and Marvel Underwood. Simply put, I was the best safety to put on a Packer uniform since Darren Sharper.
Ted Thompson just couldn’t stop staring at me. I don’t blame him at all: I was a shinning star.
A few weeks before the regular season opener, Thompson called me into his office. I knew I was not going to get cut because I was a shinning star. But to my surprise, Thompson asked me to quit football. He wanted me to work for him as a “personal assistant in charge of the personal matters of all things personal.”
How could I turn Ted down? He was my boss. So that day in that tiny office that resembled a closet, I became a wife. A football wife. Ted Thompson’s football wife.
The summer of ’05 was hot. But I was hotter, literally and figuratively. Thanks to Billy Banks’ “Tae Bo” workout regime, I was able to shed 10 lbs. Man, did I look good. Now I know how it feels like to be a hot chick. Everyone is always a-staring and a-“wannadoit.”
On the football field I was hotter than hot. I was so hot I was actually cold (you know what I mean). I outperformed the likes of Earl Little, Mark Roman and Marvel Underwood. Simply put, I was the best safety to put on a Packer uniform since Darren Sharper.
Ted Thompson just couldn’t stop staring at me. I don’t blame him at all: I was a shinning star.
A few weeks before the regular season opener, Thompson called me into his office. I knew I was not going to get cut because I was a shinning star. But to my surprise, Thompson asked me to quit football. He wanted me to work for him as a “personal assistant in charge of the personal matters of all things personal.”
How could I turn Ted down? He was my boss. So that day in that tiny office that resembled a closet, I became a wife. A football wife. Ted Thompson’s football wife.