THE NEXT TWO weeks are filled with double day practices and the next two preseason games. Pink football-mania is in full swing and so is the number nine jersey, which is flying off the shelves. So far, Jordan is six for six with extra points and field goals.
Several nights a week, I join Lane in Jordan's room for dinner. The media is so obnoxious it's impossible for her to go out in public and eat an uninterrupted meal. Things aren't dying down as Jordan had hoped and they're only getting hotter as the first regular season game approaches. The nights I don't eat with Jordan and Lane, I join my teammates to hold suspicions down about me and Jordan. Besides an intense look or two from Mason and Lane, the rest of the team is oblivious. Lane enjoys pushing my buttons and making jokes at my expense, but he keeps his personal opinion about an inter-team romance to himself.