American Entertainment: Taylor Swift wrote a song for the beginning

Chapter 10 Tight End

When Ryan arrived at the stadium, the crowd who were originally talking and laughing all looked at him, and the faces of these teenagers were full of scrutiny and curiosity.

Ryan's eyes swept over these people one by one. American football is a trinity sport, where tactics and teamwork, reaction and speed, strength and height and weight are all very important.

The teammates in front of him also have all kinds of body shapes. The short and strong ones are running backs, the ones with skinny arms and legs and good jumping ability are wide receivers, the strong and solid ones are forwards, and the ones who are good at passing are quarterbacks.

As for Ryan's tight end position, it is the most special one. Standing on the edge of the front line, he is responsible for both defense and offense. It has the most stringent requirements on body size, requiring both speed and the ability to withstand the opponent's front line impact.

A good tight end will bring great pressure to the opponent, and a poor tight end is even worse than a sandbag. It is a position with a high upper limit and a low lower limit. Because tight ends are too difficult to use, most high school coaches will not use tight ends at all, but replace this position with an offensive guard.

So, when people heard Ryan talking about playing as a tight end, many of them shook their heads. There was no position for a tight end in the tactics currently used by the team.

"What a shame, what a shame." The quarterback shook his head.

Ryan didn't see the coach, but didn't say much. He followed the others to change clothes on the lawn. When he took off his shirt, his curvy muscles like an underwear model instantly ignited the cheerleaders who were gathering not far away, and some of them screamed.

“I’m drooling just looking at this!”

"Is it the top one or the bottom one?"

"Of course, both up and down!"

Not far away, in the audience, Abigail was furious when she heard the cheerleaders' unabashedly lascivious words. She crossed her arms and said, "It's these bitches again!"

Seeing that someone had come over to deliver drinks, Taylor, who was sitting next to Abigail, couldn't help but frown.

Just now, she finally got her graduation documents. Her mother had gone back early, and she was going to stay and celebrate with Abigail, but in the blink of an eye, she was dragged to the stadium by Abigail. Taylor's younger brother was also on the football team, but as a junior, he could only be a substitute.

In the stadium, facing the female cheerleaders' proactive advances, Ryan politely declined the drinks offered to him, thinking that it would be better to keep a low profile since he had just arrived in a new environment.

Just then, the football team coach came to the stadium, and Ryan began to introduce himself to everyone at the other party's request.

The coach then mentioned the next round opponent: "If we can't beat Gallatin High School, we will withdraw from the competition for the state championship early..."

The state championship? That would have to be the 6A level tournament, right? Ryan was nervous.

Seeing Abigail’s reaction before, I thought Hendersonville wasn’t very strong, but I didn’t expect it to be the strongest in Tennessee, which is two levels higher than my previous high school.

Just as I was thinking about it, today's training has already begun. In addition to the initial skill training, the highlight of today is the team group competition.

As the only tight end in the entire high school, the newcomer Ryan also got a chance to play.

"Come on, boy."

When Ryan heard the enthusiastic cheering of the female cheerleaders not far away, the other male football players couldn't help but sneer. Ryan attracted the attention of almost all the girls. Of course, they didn't have a good face for Ryan and were prepared to give "special care" to this newcomer.

"This is not good, Ryan will suffer." Abigail in the stands said worriedly. She saw that the players facing Ryan were all the main forwards of the defensive team. They were tall and strong. Even Ryan, who was six feet one inch tall, looked "small and delicate" in front of them.

"It's just a training match, why are you so anxious?" Taylor couldn't help but sneer. Unlike those crazy cheerleaders in the audience, she had seen a lot of handsome guys. After getting to know them, she felt that there was nothing outstanding about Ryan.

The practice match on the field officially began. Ryan collided heavily with the defensive end and felt his internal organs tremble for a moment.

At the forward position, the defense and offense were just the opposite. The forwards of the defense were all experienced breakout players who knew how to use their physical advantages. In addition, these people played in the 6A level and were much stronger than those in Ryan's memory. After the first encounter, Ryan was penetrated head-on and watched the defensive end pin down the running back.

After four consecutive attacks, the "strong side" where Ryan was located became a big sieve and was repeatedly broken through, and some teammates expressed doubts.

Ryan felt a little embarrassed, and tried his best to block the subsequent attacks. Although he was still broken through, he was able to slow down the opponent's pace to some extent.

"It's just so-so." Taylor whispered in the stands. He didn't think Ryan's arrival would bring any changes to the team of his alma mater.

The coaching team on the sidelines pointed at Ryan in the distance and had a heated discussion. Their evaluation of Ryan was completely different from Taylor's. "He was able to block the defense with two junior substitutes! This transfer student is really scary!"

"He's facing the strongest offensive line in Tennessee!"

The defensive and offensive coaches said separately that only they knew that this newcomer was facing an extremely unequal match from the very beginning.

"Don't worry, this is just the role he can play on the front line." The head coach who had previously tried hard to keep Ryan said slowly, implying that Ryan's value has not been fully demonstrated.

In the next attack, Ryan rushed towards the defensive line at the first opportunity, which was exactly the same as before, but the difference this time was that at the moment of contact, Ryan chose to turn sideways and actually slipped out from between two defensive players. After looking up, he jumped and easily caught the football. He ran all the way for 20 yards before being intercepted by the opponent.

On the next attack, Ryan used a fake move to create an opening again and advanced another five yards with the ball.

At this time, there were only 15 yards left to score a touchdown. After the kickoff, Ryan rushed forward again, attracting the attention of two players. He braked suddenly and made a screen, and the running back behind him was able to successfully score a touchdown under Ryan's cover.

"As the line of scrimmage gets closer to the formation, the tight end's offensive advantage will get bigger and bigger..." The head coach then revealed the truth, "This tight end may become the Raiders' (team name) biggest trump card this year!"

Ryan's performance was obvious to all, which made the female cheerleaders on the sidelines go wild. Although the other players said, "We have never defended a tight end before, so we were careless," their previous contempt for Ryan was gone, and Ryan won everyone's recognition with his strength.

The two women in the stands couldn't help but scream!
"Did you see how he charged just now? He ran so fast." Abigail stood up and applauded.

Taylor pursed his lips and had to admit that he had underestimated Ryan before.

This bastard is not just a show-off... Taylor watched Ryan take off his helmet in the venue. The sweat sparkled like diamonds under the sunlight. His heartstrings were plucked faintly, and the charming scene in the car a few days ago immediately emerged in his mind.

Those who can join the football team are those with the best physical fitness. Like most young American women, Taylor has a bit of a "football filter". This was also verified by another tight end many years later.

However, Taylor then recalled the sinister look on his face that threatened him, and his vague good impression of Ryan suddenly disappeared.

"Stop pretending. You like him, right?" Abigail lowered her head and looked at her friend.

"Didn't I tell you that I'm not interested in him?" Taylor shook his head repeatedly.

"Really? Then why did you take him to the studio and play your songs for him? No one else got that treatment." Abigail smiled and pointed out Taylor's different treatment of Ryan.

Taylor was embarrassed and hurriedly explained, "That's because he is Terry's nephew. I promised him to shoot the MV before, but now the shooting has been cancelled. For Terry's sake, I have to give him some compensation."

"Do you care about what Terry thinks? If it were someone else, you wouldn't give it to her," Abigail continued.

"I really have no idea about him." Taylor curled his lips and showed an attitude of disbelief.

"Really?"

"real."

Abigail nodded, seeming to believe it.

Taylor breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know why he felt pressure just now.

But Abigail changed the subject: "Do you consider me a good friend?"

"Of course, you're the first friend I made when I came to Nashville!"

"What if I need your help?"

"As long as it is within my ability, I will...wait...you wouldn't..." Taylor suddenly realized something.

"That's right." Abigail nodded: "He doesn't have a girlfriend, right?"

(End of this chapter)