Jenna thought she’d like to extricate herself from this conversation and refill some of her customers’ drinks down at the other end of the bar. “I think we have a serious shot at the cup this year.
“He and Eddie make a hell of a team,” Dick said. He lifted one finger and Jenna grabbed a beer for him.
The Ice scored a winner by picking him up last year, didn’t they?”ĭick Mayhew got into the action, sliding onto an available barstool someone had vacated. She grabbed a bottle, popped off the top, slid it over to him, and added it to his tab. Steve Mahoney, one of her regulars, signaled for another beer. Which meant everyone at Riley’s loved her. Excited fans filled the bar after every game, so not only did she have to listen to the games on television, she also had to bear witness to the patrons’ recaps after.Īnd if that wasn’t bad enough, there were the sports networks rehashing player stats and player drafts and all the game replays with analyst commentary.įor someone who hated sports, she had a head full of statistics on every player who had ever played any sport. Big-screen televisions broadcast every event, blaring out the voices of obnoxious announcers calling plays behind her, in front of her and to the side of her. Ever since her father semi-retired from the bar, Riley’s had become her responsibility, which meant, like it or not, sports had become her life. Like she could ever be free from the chains of familial responsibility. Now that’s something she could get behind in a major way. She should quit her job and be a roadie for a rock band. The bar was constantly filled with sports. And now she lived with it twenty-four hours a day, hearing about it every damn night at work. Her distaste for anything sports related likely had something to do with having sports of all kinds shoved down her throat her entire life. Personally, she was fed up with baseball, hockey, football, NASCAR, basketball, tennis, or anything having to do with a ball or a fast car-unless she was the one behind the wheel driving it.
And triply ironic considering her entire family loved sports of all kinds. Doubly ironic considering one brother was an NFL quarterback and the other brother was a major league baseball player. Which was ironic considering she owned and operated her family’s sports bar. JENNA RILEY WANTED NOTHING TO DO WITH SPORTS.
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