I love football. I really do. I'm a die hard fan for my hometown. It's funny because I didn't understand football until a few seasons ago, and now there's no going back! It's one reason why I love books featuring football and the players.
BLURB:
The
clock’s ticking down, and Estelle Harris and Lumberjacks quarterback Brett
Gunnels are about to enter crunch time.
SYNOPSIS:
CRUNCH TIME
Supposedly
undersized for the NFL, Brett Gunnels went off to do a stint in the
US Army right out of high school. Returning damaged yet stronger and
more determined than ever to prove himself, he was picked last in the
draft. Mr. Irrelevant, they called him. The last few years as a backup
quarterback have given him no opportunity to compete for the starting job.
That’s why he has a chip on his shoulder the size of Puget Sound.
Estelle
Harris is engaged to a man she doesn't love, working a job she hates,
and fooling everyone including herself in the process. Her love of animals
is the only thing that gives her purpose—a love she shares the
Lumberjacks’ reclusive quarterback. And then their mutual friendship turns
a hot, dark, forbidden corner and there's no going back.
True love
is like football. It’s not always how long you have the ball. It’s what you do when
you get it.
EXCERPT:
Chapter
1—Mr. Irrelevant
Brett Gunnels had
fostered an intimate relationship with his clipboard over the past several
football seasons.
After all, as the backup
quarterback, he played his game on that clipboard, not out on the football
field. Every Sunday during the season he stood on the sidelines making endless
notes. One day he’d get his chance, a chance to prove that Mr. Irrelevant—the
title bestowed on the last player picked each year in the NFL draft—was
anything but.
Today, like any game day, Brett
roamed the sidelines, clipboard in hand. Every once in a while, he stopped,
cupped his hands to his mouth, and called out warnings or advice to the Seattle
Lumberjacks’ starting quarterback. Not that Tyler Harris heard him or would
listen even if he did. Harris did his own thing, and to hell with anyone else,
even his teammates and coaches.
A couple penalties set the Jacks
back to San Francisco’s forty yard line, and the offense was looking at third
and twenty-five with fifteen seconds on the clock.
Harris took the ball from center
and stepped back, staying in the pocket with the coolness and finesse of the
elite quarterback he was. A second later, the pocket collapsed around him and
he scrambled, running for his life while looking for an open receiver. Every
one of them was covered.
Harris never saw the streak of
pure muscle and brawn coming from his blindside. Brett cringed as the linebacker
slammed into Harris with a vicious hit, falling on him in the process. Harris
was known for his toughness, but from Brett’s point of view, knees didn’t bend
like that.
As the offense returned to the
huddle, a couple of them looked toward Harris, as if expecting him to bounce to
his feet. He always did. But not this time.
Sprawled on his back, the
two-time championship quarterback didn’t move. Not even an eyelash.
A hush came over the crowd, eerie
in its silence, while a cold wind of fear blew through the stadium. Harris’s
cousin and the Jacks’ top wide receiver, Derek Ramsey, knelt beside the
immobile quarterback, as the coaches and trainers hurried onto the field. The
offensive line huddled nearby, pretending not to stare but doing so anyway,
worry etched on the big guys’ beefy faces.
Brett might not like Harris
much—not many guys did—but his grudging respect for the guy’s talent and work
ethic overrode any personal issues he might have. Besides, no one wanted to see
a teammate laid out on the field like that, or anyone else for that matter.
An icy shiver radiated up Brett’s
spine as his brain transported him to another time where sand stretched as far
as the eye could see, another body down and not moving. Nothing. Just like
Harris was now.
A cold sweat trickled down
Brett’s forehead, and he dropped his clipboard and scrubbed his face with his
hands, forcing those memories back into the compartment where he kept them
tightly locked up.
This wasn’t a war zone—well, not
exactly—and his teammate was known for his dramatics. He was probably taking a
two-minute siesta at the expense of everyone’s nerves. Any second, he’d hop to
his feet and chastise them for being such pansy-asses.
Only Harris didn’t move. Brett
couldn’t stay on the sidelines and do nothing. He ran onto the field to join
his teammates standing in concerned clusters. Harris’s chalky face looked like
death. Brett swallowed back the fear and bolstered his courage. He’d be okay.
He had to be. He was too mean and too tough to be seriously injured.
After several tense minutes,
Harris sat up and shook his head. The team breathed a collective sigh of
relief. Groggily, he accepted assistance to his feet, only to have his knee
buckle. He went down again, clutching his leg, pain carved into his usually
stoic face as he rolled back and forth on the turf. A few seconds later, two
linemen helped him onto a cart, and they zipped him off the field and down the
tunnel.
Only then did Brett realize the
coach was yelling at him.
“Gun, get your helmet on and get
your ass out there on that field.”
Standing on the fifty yard line,
the guys in the huddle gawked at him, waiting for him to assume control.
Frantic, he looked for his helmet but couldn’t find it. Zach Murphy, their
All-Pro linebacker, shoved it in his hands. Strapping it on as he ran, Brett
got to the huddle, only to find the mic in his helmet wasn’t working. After
tapping on the helmet a few times, he took several deep breaths and squelched
the growing panic inside him. He could do this. He would do this. He had to do this. The team was counting on
him.
Brett turned to the guys gathered
around him, his gaze determined. He knew exactly what play to call in this
situation, having rehearsed it over and over in his mind and on the practice
field. He called for a quick out-pass to Derek, hoping to catch the defense
expecting a run because of the quarterback change. He took the snap from
center, pedaled backwards, and tossed an easy lob to Derek, who collided with a
defensive end as they both went for the ball. The end batted the ball into the
air, and a San Francisco linebacker in the right place at the right time
scooped it up before it hit the ground and ran it back for a touchdown.
Game over.
At first his stunned teammates
stared at the end zone as if they couldn’t believe their bad luck. Then one by
one, guys patted him on the back amid murmurs of “good try,” “tough break,” and
“we did the best we could.” Regardless, Brett blamed himself because that’s
what a good quarterback did. A great one carried the whole team on his
shoulders and found a way to win. Just not today.
REVIEW: ★★★★ stars
I haven't been following this series as I should have. I've somehow managed to skip over four books. The great thing is I never got lost. The book focused on Brett and Estelle and only showed glimpses of previous characters.
I liked Brett and Estelle. Both are really nice people. I admired their zeal for the passions in their lives. I was a little baffled yet still admired Estelle for her dedication to someone who'd supported her in the past. I didn't understand why everyone was so harsh on Brett. It turns out he was pretty harsh on himself as well which really got my sympathies.
One of my favorite things about this book besides all the animals, especially that parrot, was the conflict between Brett and Estelle. I won't mention more, but it was a real problem and I enjoyed seeing them try to figure it out. I think it would've been much easier for them without interference from everyone else. I didn't quite understand why their romance was forbidden as implied in the blurb.
This book is really well written. I read it in a couple of hours and enjoyed it. There were some really hilarious moments and some heavy ones. I was surprised by the depth of the plot and enjoyed being kept on my toes. I do hope Jami will write Brett and Estelle into further books. I'd love to know how they're doing later along the line. :)
An advocate of happy endings, Jami Davenport writes sexy romantic comedy, sports hero romances, and equestrian fiction. Jami lives on a small farm near Puget Sound with her Green Beret-turned-plumber husband, a Newfoundland cross with a tennis ball fetish, a prince disguised as an orange tabby cat, and an opinionated Hanoverian mare.
Jami works in IT for her day job and is a former high school business
teacher and dressage rider. In her spare time, she maintains her small farm and
socializes whenever the opportunity presents itself. An avid boater, Jami has
spent countless hours in the San Juan Islands, a common setting in her books.
In her opinion, it is the most beautiful place on earth.
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Drool!!! Thanks for the excerpt.
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