Touch Me, Daddy
Strong opinions that they didn't even know they had—not until they read this article, anyway.
Opinions like: I'm getting slower. I've lost my fire. I'm getting old.
The word 'retirement' has floated around.
It's damning. Every athlete's worst nightmare. Hell, if I wasn't in my head before, I sure will be now, and my competitors will be drooling over this—circling me like hyenas, eyes bugging for the slightest show of weakness.
I check the byline, temples throbbing. Kat Valentine. Whoever she is, she's screwed me over. She's done more damage to my career than any heavyweight I've faced down. My desk chair groans in protest as I throw my weight back, scrubbing my face.