Guarded by the Goalie

"To new identities," he declares, holding up his glass. "To no more epic f-ups. No more partying for me. No more athletes for you. Not until we get it together."

Little did I know that the night I made the deal with the tattooed, pierced, star goalie in the back room of a bar, that we were starting something--something we can't stop. Except he's on probation, and I'm looking to change my reputation as a jersey chaser willing to do whatever it took to win the quarterback's attention.

We needed...