I Really Need To Change

Gerardo is now moving on. He does not cry for Andrea anymore, and he stops singing a melancholic song at once; he is having an amorous time with Jessica. He confessed to me, “Shogo, I’ve started to love Jessica. And now we’re dating more seriously than before. I still have a tiny feeling toward Andrea, I admit, but what can I do about that? Just say adieu to my old sweetheart and let it go at all once, I guess. Anyway, God has bequeathed a New York vagina to me – Jessica is a New Yorker, you know… lucky me, ha-ha-ha….” 

While his quest of a true love is getting progress, he lugubriously felt that something was missing in his life. One day he came back to the apartment with a heart full of excitement and announced as proud as a peacock, “What? Are you still writing? Shogo, you need to take a break, man. I don’t want to disturb you, but you got listen to me. Do you remember what I told you five days ago? I told you that I need to find something I really like, so that I could be happier. In short, I’ve decided to join an American football team. I’ve already signed up and bought all football equipment and gear which are in my car, so I’ll show them to you later.”

I was so astonished by his foolishness and admonished, “Idiot, are you out of your mind? Do you really think that you can play American football? Look at yourself, man! You are as weak as a sad autumn fallen leaf. And on the top of it all, your legs are as thin as chop sticks. They’ll smash you as if you were a tiny cockroach. It’s sheer suicide, my friend. Do you really think that you’re able to compete with strong muscle dicks? For the love of God, please consider it again!”

“Shout up, man! Do you really think that I’m not strong enough to withstand their tackles? You’ll see how strong I am. You won’t believe in your own eyes how I’ll knock muscle son of bitches about like ninepins. Indeed, I can brow them into the thin air by a single fart, as if a cannonball blasted right beside them, so to speak. You’ll see, my friend!”

“Okay, okay, cool down, idiot. If you say so, I’m not going to stop you. Anyway, how much did you pay for all of them?”

“I paid seven thousand and five-hundred pesos.”

“What? It’s too expensive, man!” I exclaimed.

“I know, my friend, but listen to me,” he lit a cigarette and made clean breast of his conviction, “I really need to change. I really want to try something I truly love. I’ve loved watching American football games since I was a little boy; however, I had never dared to play it. I have to tell you the truth. Because of you, Shogo, you’ve inspired me. Since you came back to Mexico City, you’ve written the book relentlessly like a blissful moonstruck. I thought I should start something I truly love, so that I could get the same zeal toward life as you.”

Pause.

“As you wish, my friend. By the way, I’m happy for you, because you’ve finally started doing what you really love,” I drunk a cold Fresca and asked, “how many days are you going to practise it a week?”

“Thanks, my friend. I’m so excited,” he smiled and gushed with pride, “I’m going to practice it twice a week from 10:00 p.m. to 12:00 a.m. I know it’s too late, but I have no choice, because other teams are using a field. Furthermore, I swear to my sweet Jessica, I’ll start jogging around La Condesa after work every day. As you correctly observed, my legs are not strong enough right now, but in a month, you won’t recognize me, for I’ll be as strong as Clerk Kent, ha-ha-ha….”

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