~*~The Windy City Flyer | The Saga of Devin Hester ~*~

[MRN]

Why are you making hester look like a dick?

 

[T.Dot]

Why are you making hester look like a dick?

Four updates in?
Don't judge.
Wait until twenty updates, trust me he won't be a dick then.
Thanks for checking in.
BTW wwhy are you so sure Hester isn't a dick off the field?

suspenseeeee......how could you incorporate the A-11 though?

Just wait and see

 

[MRN]

Four updates in?
Don't judge.
Wait until twenty updates, trust me he won't be a dick then.
Thanks for checking in.
BTW wwhy are you so sure Hester isn't a dick off the field?


Just wait and see

I am a bears fan, and I watch sports local sports channels...

 

[T.Dot]

So everyone except Sean Avery acts like an angel on TV, please do not judge just because he is a star.
He held out and is just coming back from the holdout, so I'd think he was still a little pissed at the team

Updates tonight

 

[MRN]

Yeah, Rivera left..

 

[T.Dot]

**changed**

 

[T.Dot]

Season 1, Episode 5: Decisions in Peoria

August 3,2008

The scene opens with the Chicago Bears' players all kneeling on one knee at the center of the practice field in Peoria. They are all anxiously awaiting the arrival of Steve Humphries.

Lance Briggs: Fuck son, when is this fool gonna arrive. My knees been asleep from time.

Charles Tillman:Word Briggs.

Bob Babich: Come on Briggs, shut up, you don't wanna make a bad first impression, through I'm not sure if it's possible not to with you.

Lance Briggs:*glares at Babich* Fuck you coach.

Before Babich can respond, Jerry Angelo walks out onto the field accompanied by Lovie Smith and a balding man who looks to be in his mid to late fourties

Tommie Harris: *kisses his teeth* Man is that the guy we've been waiting for? He looks like some freak I wouldn't let touch me.

Brian Urlacher:*slaps Harris on the back of the head* Have some respect dude.

Angelo interrupts them

Jerry Angelo: Hey guys, without any further ado like me introduce you to Mr.Steve Humpheries. *starts to clap*

Only six players clap for Humpheries: Urlacher,Olin Kreutz, Devin Aromashoudu, Ruben Brown, John Tait and Hunter Hillenmeyer. The rest of the players look on in disgust or boredom.

Devin Hester: Who is this old ass white boy?

Marty Booker: You read that article Hest? He's the guy we read about.

Devin Hester: Shit's wack is what I'm sayin'.

Booker shrugs and turns to listen to Humpheries

Steve Humpheries:Hello and thank you very much for coming. For those of you that do not know who I am, my name is Steven Humpheries. I live in Piedmont,California and along with one of my peers I am the innovator of the A-11 offense.

Jerry Angelo: I have an urgent appointment I must get to but I must say, I hope ya'll enjoy the day we have planned. Steve will work you hard I'm sure, especially the offensive guys because if you hadn't guessed Steve is our new offensive coordinator.

As Angelo walks off the field there is a silence followed by a mixed reaction of claps and yells of outrage from the offensive unit.

Steve Humpheries:*chuckles* We are going to have fun today.



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Four hours later most of the offensive unit is lying on the field motionless after being through a harsh routine by their new offensive coordinator. Only three players: Caleb Hanie, Devin Aromashoudu and Devin Hester are left standing.

Steve Humpheries:*looks towards the worn out players, then looks towards the three players left* Now that we have those pussies weeded out lets see who we have left. Ahh, Hanie, Aromashoudu and *pauses, then smiles* and Hester. Excellent. I was hoping you'd be left.

Devin Hester: *whispers to Hanie* He homo or some shit?

Steve Humpheries:*laughs* I'll just come out and say it. I want you, Mr.Hester, to become the new quarterback in the Chicago Bears' A-11 formation. You are easily the most athletic player on this team, if not in the league and you would be a perfect fit for this formation which demands athletes at every position, especially quarterback. This organization is looking to overhaul this offense under my watch. I believe this offense will be unstoppable with you behind the wheel when we have found the right players.

Devin Hester:*speechless* I- well- uh- I

Steve Humpheries: *starts walking towards the exit of the facilty* You don't need to answer today Hester. Think about it, say goodbye to your teammates. This may be the last time you see some of these guys in Bears uniforms. Goodbye, Mr.Hester. *nods at Hanie and Aromashoudu*

As Humpheries walked away, Hester was left staring at his back, speechless for the first time in his life.

 

[T.Dot]

Thanks RaiderFan.
I'm gonna wait for a couple more comments before posting the next update,lol

 

[PNovak]

Hester at QB huh? Let's see where you go with this.

 

[T.Dot]

Season 1, Episode 6: Changes

August 4,2008

The scene opens with Devin Hester sitting on his bed watching television with his roommate, Devin Aromashoudu when suddenly a knock is heard from the door

Devin Hester:*gets up from the bed to answer the door and looks at the other Devin* Who could that be?

Aromashoudu shrugs and continues to watch the television

Devin Hester:*opens door* Hel-oh *looks back at Aromashodu who has turned his attention from the TV to the door, the color has gone from his face. The visitor is receivers coach Darryl Drake and he has on an orange polo with the Bears' logo embroidered upon it.[/i]

Darryl Drake: Hey Devin *nods at Hester* Mr.Aromashoudu, could you please come with my? Oh and bring your playbook.

Aromashoudu walks out looking sick. Hester closes the door and lies on his bed.

Devin Hester:*yells* WHAT THE FUCCKKKKKK! *starts to throw stuff at the wall* MOTHER FUCKING HUMPHERIES. HE WAS A GOOD KID, A GOOD PLAYER. WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON? *Hester runs to the phone and hurriedly dials Humpheries' number into the keypad, the phone rings twice and then is picked up by a man with a deep voice*

Mysterious Voice: Hello?

Devin Hester: Steve? This is Devin Hester. I just called to say FUCK YOU. Why did Aromashoudu have to go huh? Ron told me he was going to stay because he had good hands. He was a mother fucking good kid man. What the fuck!

Mysterious Voice: Devin, what are you saying man? Are you OK? Listen, this is Matt Forte. I'll call Rusty and send him up. *voices in the background, Forte says 'it's Hester'*

A moment passes and a new slightly higher voice picks up the telephone

Steve Humpheries: Devin? This is Steve. We all heard what you said. Your teammates and I would like you to come down to the dining room, we were just about to start an offense only meeting.

Devin Hester:*sighs* I'll come Steve, hold on a sec.

Hester gets dressed in track pants and a tank top and takes the stairs to a plainly marked door, which he pushes open. He scans the room until he finds a small table filled with perhaps ten people at the most.

Olin Kreutz: *gets up from the table and gives Hester a hug, whispers in his ear* You OK bud?

Devin Hester:*lets go* I'm fine Olin, thanks man.

Steve Humpheries: *nods at Hester* I see you made it Devin, these are the only guys that made the cut. Let's introduce everyone. Let's see we have Devin Hester, Matt Forte, Olin Kreutz, Greg Orton and Chris Williams. Did I miss anyone.

Hester notices someone sitting in the corner. The person catches Hester's eye and speaks up

Mysterious Player: You missed me coach.

Steve Humpheries: *gives an apologetic nod* I'm sorry. You are...?

Zackary Bowman: *looks confused* I'm Zack Bowman, sir. You asked me to come here?

Steve Humpheries:*laughs* Of course, of course. I was just yanking your chain. *turns his attention to the rest of the table* Well *claps hands* this is the ah *hesitates* ah the new offensive unit. Of course tomorrow you will meet the new players but you six are the keys to our offense. Without further ado, the A-11. *rolls down a chart from the wall*

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After three hours of studying the playbook of the A-11,Humpheries claps his hands.

Steve Humpheries: That should be enough for tonight. I'd like to give all of you a revised version of the Chicago Bears' playbook, study it hard.

Chris Williams: How we supposed to know what to study?

Steve Humpheries: *laughs* I haven't given ya'll positions yet have I? OK, Chris, you and Olin are two of the three O linemen. Your job is to block as usual. Greg, you and Zack will be playing the modified receiver position we have been discussing. Forte, you are playing runner/receiver and you will be used in mainly passing sets, we want the rushing yards to come from the backfield. *turns his gaze to Hester* Yes, and Mr.Hester if you have thought about it, have you decided your answer?

Devin Hester:*thinks for a second* I have. I accept.

Steve Humpheries: *claps hands* Good, meet one half of the Bears' two headed quarterback monster Devin Hester. *shocked gasps* If you were surprised by that wait until you meet Mr.Hester's quarterback running-mate tomorrow. Alright off to bed. *pulls Hester aside* Are you OK son?

Devin Hester:I-- no coach, I'm fine...

 

[T.Dot]

I don't have anything to say about Hester becoming QB. I just don't understand where your going with this.

You'll see

 

[T.Dot]

No updates today. sad face

 

[T.Dot]

Maybe some updates depending on if I get some comments

 

[ultfrisbee]

How you gonna play this out ? on Madden ? Head Coach ?!?

Cuz if you edit Hester into a QB on Madden, you can't win a game !

 

[packersfan4eva]

this looks sweet, make atwann randle-el the other qb. or maybe it turns out d hest goes back to receiver, or something.

 

[Mit]

This is a fun read man and this will be fun to see how Hester pans out as a QB.

 

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Season 1, Episode 7: In With the New

August 5,2008

The scene opens with Devin Hester dialing a number into the phone on his bedside.

Devin Hester:*talking to himself* Six-four-two-ah- and uh... seven!

Hester finishes dialing the number and on the fourth ring a tired voice with a slight hint of a Southern drawl answers

Voice: Hello?

Devin Hester: Hey-- uh-- Caleb?

Caleb Hanie: That's me. What can I do for ya today?

Devin Hester: Caleb... it's Devin.

Caleb Hanie: *gasps on the other end of the phone* De-de-Devin? Wha-what's going on?

Devin Hester: Hey, not too much man, just calling to see how things are.

Caleb Hanie:They're fine I guess. I have a tryout with Denver on Tuesday so I'm preparing for that.

Devin Hester: That's great man! Real talks, your my boy and I hope everything goes well for you. After you come back you wanna hit up a club or some shit next week?

Caleb Hanie: Uhh.. I guess so. My girlfriend Teresa is in Paris for a fashion consulting job so I guess it wouldn't hurt.

Devin Hester: Your the man C! Friday of next week sound good to you?

Caleb Hanie: Sure, but don't you have a game the next day?

Devin Hester: I don't want to even talk about the Bears. Jerry and Lovie really let me down with this piece of shit Humpheries guy. You'll see what I mean on Saturday. I have to talk to my agent about getting me out of this shithole.

Caleb Hanie: Do what you want man. Your an amazing player, I'm sure every organization in the league would kill to have you.

Just as Hester begins to answer back a buzz comes from the phone.

Devin Hester: Fuck! Caleb hang on a sec.*switches to other line* Hello?

Steve Humpheries: Devin? What the hell are you doing? Get your ass down here! *hangs up*

Hester looks confused for a second before it dawns on him that he has a team meeting that starting twenty minutes ago. He switches to the other line.

Devin Hester: Sorry C but I gotta go man. If I don't talk to you good luck with your tryout and I'll see you Friday. *hangs up, gets dressed and hurriedly runs out of his room taking stairs two at a time to get to the meeting.

Hester gets to the bottom of the stairs, catches his breath and uses his 4.25 speed to reach the dinning hall door. Hester pushes open the door and is confronted by stares from twenty men assembled around two large tables with Humpheries standing stern-faced at the head of one of them.

Steve Humpheries:*sarcastically* Oh look guys here comes our star now. Thirty minutes late. And why oh great one is the reason for this tardiness if your humble subjects may ask?

Devin Hester:*scowls* Fuck you coach. *sits down in an empty spot in the corner beside Zack Bowman and an African-American man with a shaved head, a short stature and hunched shoulders.*

Player: *sarcastically* Well, I'll be, it's Devin Hester!

Devin Hester: Fuck you man. You wanna start shit let's go. I ain't in the fucking mood for bullshit son.

Player:*coolly* Let's go bitch. I don't take shit from anyone much less a young buck who ain't done shit in the NFL.

Devin Hester:*stands up* Let's go mu' fucka.

Steve Humpheries:*cuts in from top of the table* Well, Devin it looks like you met your co-quarterback.

Devin Hester:*looks at Humpheries with pure hatred.* Who is this little bitch. Fuck, thee table's taller then him.

Player: Watch who your talking to son.

Devin Hester:*turns around and looks at the player* Let's go bitch. I'm tired of your shit you short bitch.

Steve Humpheries: Devin, Dante. Control yourselves. After all we wouldn't want to injure our two key players over a short squabble like this would we?

Both Hester and Dante glare at each other until Hester breaks the silence.

Devin Hester: I suppose your little bitch ass is Dante Hall.

Dante Hall: Fucking right coon and I'll make it clear. This position is mine, the only thing you'll do is warm my seat on the bench. You got that son? Good.

Devin Hester:*body is shaking with anger and his fists are clenched at his sides. His knuckles are white with tension* Fuck you n****r.

Dante Hall: Don't talk to me like that, little bitch. Don't you have some water to get me or some shit?.

Hester throws a punch but center Olin Kreutz blocks it. Before Hester can turn on Kreutz, Humpheries cuts in.

Steve Humpheries:*points to the door* Get out Hester. You're benched for Saturday's game. Now get the FUCK out of my sight NOW.

Hester shrugs, glares at both Hall and Humpheries with pure hatred and pushes open the door angrily. As Hester walks back to his room he talks to himself.

Devin Hester: That bitch will get what's coming to him no doubt. Mu' fucka better watch his back...

This season in the Windy City was going to be very interesting on the offensive side of the field.

 

[T.Dot]

Thats what I was aiming for

 

[j.hen]

You gunna play a game or what?

 

[T.Dot]

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