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Post by Publicist on Dec 30, 2022 8:27:47 GMT -5
Welcome to ‘Hard Knockers: Cincinnati Hit Girls’ Our cameras have been given unprecedented access to the lives of the players and coaches of the e-LFL Hit Girls, a 5th year team entering season 1 of Ladies Football League Reborn. After a long layoff from competition, the Hit Girls have returned with a mix of new and old competitors, all striving for a chance to call themselves the best the gridiron has ever seen.
EPISODE 1: SOMETHING TO SMILE ABOUTThe return of the LFL after a long hiatus brings with it more than a few changes for its vaunted Hit Girls.
Kenzi winced as the loud thumping drilled its way into her head. She felt as if it would split wide open like an overripe melon, but this wasn’t anything new. The smooth round walls caving in on her, that was new. She squirmed inside the enclosed space looking for any bit of comfort she could find, then suddenly remembered that she needed to be still, less she be chastised again and be made to endure the uncomfortable procedure even longer.
She had been living with this ever-increasing pain in her head for years, and it was only recently that she’d been forced to endure an evaluation…the results of which she already knew. Still, she had hoped that the news would somehow be different…
“Ma’am? Did you hear me?”
“…huh…?” Kenzi snapped out of her inner thoughts, her dark eyes focusing on the physician as they sat behind their desk with a grave look on their face.
“I cannot clear you for competition.” The doctor gravely shook his head as he thumbed through the test results in front of him. “Not in a ring and not on a football field.” He sighed, “I know this isn’t what you want to hear, but these results are confirmed.”
Kenzi felt the reassuring squeeze of her hand from the constant presence at her side, but it did nothing to blunt the sharpness of the doctor’s words. Her career was over and if she pressed the issue, the results would be made public and somehow, that seemed worse.
Kenzi stared at her twitter feed, a mix of emotions washing over her. This was a new chapter for her, whether she wanted it to be or not. She had taken the news hard, but so had many on the team, none more so than her sister, Angie Vaughn. Angie had pressed her repeatedly to tell her why she was quitting, but Kenzi couldn’t bring herself to speak the words. If she had, Angie would understand, but then would come the pity and the constant concerned calls…the mournful looks at family gatherings. No, she wasn’t ready for that. It was easier to distract her sister by putting a little something extra on her plate; naming her as the new starting quarterback.
Angie didn’t want the job, Kenzi knew it. She was the kicker and she took much pride in her accomplishments at the position, but this new challenge would be just what she needed…just what the entire team needed. Angie was a born leader, whether she knew it or not. Now, she’d prove it, whether she wanted to or not.
Kenzi sat back in her chair and breathed a sigh of relief. One chapter of her life had closed, maybe for the better. There would be no more stress and she could finally focus on the things that made her happy.
“WHY WASN’T I TOLD ABOUT THAT EIGHT-FOOT-TALL NIMROD BEING NAMED STARTING QUARTERBACK?!” She turned as her mother burst into the room, her eyes filled with rage. She posted her hands on her hips, glaring at her daughter through narrowed eyes. “I’m the General Manager of this team and I will not be shut out of decisions about who does what!”
Kenzi hadn’t had much to smile about, but this was a start. “Mom…you’re fired.”
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Post by Publicist on Dec 31, 2022 7:30:40 GMT -5
Welcome to ‘Hard Knockers: Cincinnati Hit Girls’ Our cameras have been given unprecedented access to the lives of the players and coaches of the e-LFL Hit Girls, a 5th year team entering season 1 of Ladies Football League Reborn. After a long layoff from competition, the Hit Girls have returned with a mix of new and old competitors, all striving for a chance to call themselves the best the gridiron has ever seen.
EPISODE 2: EVERYONE IS WATCHINGThe Hit Girls last season was their absolute best, due in no small part to the powerful running of their number one draft pick, Amira Kassouri. Cincy had lobbied hard to get Amira to join a team that had never come close to being a contender. In the end, it took a lot of incentives and promises of huge endorsements, but Amira became a Hit Girl and she proved herself to be worth every penny. Amira’s bruising style sent her to the Pro Bowl and propelled Cincy into the playoffs, for the first time in franchise history.
Much had changed since then, including an enormous hole left in the Hit Girl’s offense since the departure of Amira. Cincy fans were on pins and needles as they wondered what the team would do to fill the irreplaceable void left by AK-47. That quest would come to an abrupt halt with the announcement that Cincy would now hang its hopes on Maria Salvatore-Spencer…
This curious selection was met with immediate criticism, not only because Maria had not come into the league as a featured running back, but because of her relationship to the team’s head coach. Maleek Raheem was quick to put to bed any notion that Maria was anything but a top tier pick who had been drafted on the strength of her talent.
While this claim is still up for debate, the die has been cast and for good or for ill, the Head Coach of the franchise now finds himself in a volatile pressure cooker of his own making for the rest of the LFL Reborn season…
“Maria, Baby…this deal was worked out to get Amira to join.” Maleek explained. “You already got the job. Kenzi aint gonna…”Maria was quick to cut him off, a hint of anger rising in her voice. “Tell Kenzi that if she wants to keep her top tier running back, she needs to get me the deals that I deserve!” When Maleek started to protest, Maria squirmed her ample backside against him, fixing him with her piercing gaze. “Then…maybe you’ll keep getting what you deserve, capiche?” Maleek’s shoulders slumped as he let out a sigh. This was going to be a long season…
MUCH LATER...Maleek had worked hard to get the Hit Girls ready for competition. The host of new faces brought on the added challenge of getting them all properly motivated for the season ahead. Maleek knew that seeing veterans put in the work would go a long way to building up a solid foundation for the rest to follow. To that end, there was no better pick than Coda.
She was a woman of few words, but of serious action. For several seasons she let them speak for her on the field and no one dared to question her talent. When Maleek saw a chance to use Coda’s drive and determination to his advantage, he didn’t hesitate to take full advantage.
True to form, Coda was single-minded in determination to be better than she was the season before. Maleek could barely keep up with her as she was first on the field for training and last off the field when it was over. The new members of the team were inspired by her efforts and Maleek knew he had pulled all the right strings.
Maleek stood on the sidelines as Coda darted through her routes, catching ball after ball like a well-oiled machine. He licked his lips as he watched her, then glanced over as Katie Anderson and Ryleigh Dixon also watched on. Both women wore determined looks on their faces, no doubt eager to match Coda’s intensity; game set and match, he thought to himself.“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU LOOKING AT?!”Maleek was jarred out of his day dream of hoisting up the LFL Report Championship Cup as Maria seemed to materialize out of thin air in front of him. “Huh?” He exclaimed, confused by her question.Maria scowled as she pointed at Katie and Ryleigh. “THOSE BITCHES RIGHT THERE!” She glared at them, “They better not be trying to fuc-““MARIA!” Maleek grabbed her by the shoulders, giving her a firm shake as he fixed her with his gaze. “Aint nobody trying screw right now, Baby!”Maria’s hard glare was unrelenting. “Yeah? So you aint out here trying to bone all the bitches in the LFL like Thaddeus Duke, right?!”
Maleek could feel tiny beads of sweat on his forehead starting to form. He forcefully willed them to recede, all the while hoping that Maria didn’t see his Twitter endorsement of Thad’s exploits. “NAH! Thad wrong for that! LFL should probably fine him or something. That shit is dirty as hell.”Maria smirked as she pulled out her phone and shoved it in his face. “Oh yeah?”
Maleek drug his hands down his face. “Baby…” He turned back to the field and watched as Coda made a leaping grab at the sidelines, dragging her toes to stay inbounds as she burned the defender. “I’M JUST HERE TRYING TO WATCH CODA!” he exclaimed, as he clapped his hands dramatically and whistled loudly to show his appreciation. Maria started after Coda, “YOU CAN WATCH ME BEAT HER ASS THEN!” Maleek grabbed Maria, dragging her to the side as all eyes were on the couple. He blocked their view as he held his wife by her shoulder pads. “Baby! Please, calm down! I aint trying to fuck nobody, I’m just trying to win some games…to bring a championship to Cincy, that’s all!”Maria softened, a smile finally settling on her face. “No Baby, that’s my job.” She stood on her tippy toes and kissed him on the lips. “Yours is to watch me do it…” She gave him a sharp swat to the crotch, sending him doubled over in pain. “…and to keep it in your pants!” Maria stomped off towards the locker room, throwing him a glance over her shoulder. “I’m still waiting on my drink deal! Tell that slut, Kenzi I said to make it happen, or else!”
Maleek blinked the tears out of his eyes as he held his manhood. He was painfully aware of all the eyes of everyone on the team on him. He swallowed deeply as he yelled after his wife; “AINT NO PHONES ALLOWED ON THE SIDELINES! THAT’S YOUR FIRST WARNING…” He looked around at everyone as he struggled to regain his composure. “That goes for all yall as well!”Maleek rubbed his hands down his face with a groan as he wondered what he had gotten himself into. |
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