Sportsballer

For a writer to be seen with the elite of the golfing worlds was a bad thing, a very bad thing. What will the other sportsballers, the footballers, the basketballers, the sex-ballers, think? He is pro-golfers or he wouldn't be there. He was aware of the con-flict—the bitter animosity—between the golfers and the other sportsballers. Seen smiling and laughing with the upper-crust golfers is a risk that could backfire.

The police officer crumpled, her fall cushioned by the body armor she wore. If sportsballers could collide like human ordnance in that kind of getup, the policewoman ought to be fine.

Most of the men at these things did nothing more strenuous than click a mouse, and their hands were smoother than mine. Niall had to be an athlete. The foundation partnered with a few pro sportsballers.

“You have any plans tonight?” The question puzzled the tall, statuesque sportsballer. “Um. No. I guess not?”