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“My what?” I ask, not sure I heard right Since when does Murray do ?

“Right; you don’t know yet,” he says, as if he forgot “Your punishet to send you on five dates Trustlots of effort in to find you the perfect woman”

I bet you are I sigh and shrugme out on a few harmless dates?”

Murray stands up and gestures formy eyes, I comply and sit down

“Uniquewomencom—I bet that’s not as fun as it sounds,” Iin to see the screen I click on the first profile A woh the term woive a better description I narrowa beard

“Don’t worry, Marsha didn’t make the cut We’ve found some much better ladies for you to wine and dine,” Dean assureson my side?

“Oh come on, Jake, its only five dates, and Dean and I have spent a lot of tiirls on this dating site”

“Yeah, I’ it,” I retort, er

“A bet’s a bet, Jake,” Murray reiterates He straightens up as I push the chair back and turn to face them “You don’t want to be known as a sore loser, do you?”

“It was never a bet that I was going to win,” I growl, not taking my eyes off him “That doesn’t make me a sore loser; it makes you a cheat”

“Well, in life you have to take gauaranteed,” Dean so on a few measly dates—”

“Fine whatever—” I cut in I’ club I et it over with I sto the year was over already At least then I’d get a few months off to drink As I near the door, I raise er behind me

“Bring it on fuckers,” I shout

The next few training sessions coo without et uess a toleration has foriven up on their stupid bet Until today

As soon as I walk onto the field, I hear the snickering Soood day