teams in the country were watching too They took notes and shot video footage Some of them spoke excitedly on cell phones no doubt telling their team owners or school presidents they had to get this great young player quick Someone tapped Andrew on the shoulder and he turned The sun was behind his dad's head and Andrew squinted Are you listening to me Andrew his dad said Huh Andrew replied Dad laughed I think that you've been daydreaming again he said What are you thinking about this time Andrew sighed Same as ever he said The truth was Andrew wasn't an all star wide receiver He played for the junior high football team and he even got to start most games But he
was lucky if he made one reception per game and one touchdown per season The real all star was Andrew's brother Marcus Andrew and his dad were at the Westfield High School Wildcats game right now and Andrew was dreaming that he was as great as his brother Marcus was the one with college and pro scouts watching him Marcus was the one with adoring fans Marcus was the one who had just scored the game winning touchdown again It was Marcus's tenth touchdown of the season and it was only the third game Dad stood up from the bleacher Another great game for the Wildcats he said I'll get the car You get your brother When Dad had walked off Andrew got up and headed toward the Wildcats bench It was crowded with people celebrating and shaking Marcus's hand
Marcus had fans of all ages There were other high school guys some high school girls plenty of team parents and even some of the very old men who hung out at the hardware store Andrew knew some of those men had played on the Westfield Wildcats fifty or sixty years ago Hey Marcus Andrew called out Come on bro He got up on his toes to see over the crowd surrounding his brother We have to go Marcus shook a few more hands and even signed some little kid's jersey Okay little bro he said Give me a minute Andrew stepped back from the crowd and sat on the bench After a few more minutes the people went away and Marcus stood in front of Andrew Ready Marcus asked smiling Andrew slowly got to his feet his shoulders sagging and said Let's go
The two brothers walked toward Dad's car Marcus put an arm around his brother's shoulder What's wrong he asked Andrew didn't know what to say He couldn't admit he was jealous of his brother or that he wanted to be as great on the field as Marcus was Just then Dad honked the horn The two brothers rounded the school and spotted the family car Race ya Marcus said Even though he had his shoulder pads under one arm and his helmet in one hand he took off like a shot Andrew didn't even try to keep up That's why I'm down he muttered even though Marcus couldn't hear him You're fast like a wide receiver should be And I'm not
