The Specialist

Another writing exercise, from a couple of years ago now. For this one, the various members of my writer's group were given specific assignment to write in a genre they were unfamiliar with. In my case, that was the sports story. This one is dedicated to my dad, who took me to a bunch of Edmonton Eskimos games when I was a kid.

( As soon as Johnny Shuster kicked the football out from under the hand of the holder, Mike Boston, he knew that it was going low. )