The Baffling Case of the Battered Brain

The Baffling Case of the Battered Brain — page 7
galaCTiC aCadeMY of sCienCe Clinton clenched a fist I’m going to drill that pen alty shot Not until I check you out The alphabet backward please Glaring up at her Clinton said We don’t have time for this We’ve got a game to win Coach Winchell waited her head tilted to one side Clinton gave her his best disarm ing smile Look I can do it extra fast Z Y X a bunch of letters A Now let’s get this game going He sat up but his head throbbed and he felt like he might throw up Without meaning to he groaned You’re coming out Coach Winchell said She and Jimmy took hold of Clinton’s arms They hoisted him to his feet and helped him wobble off the field The watching crowd cheered for him as Coach settled him on the bench What about my penalty kick Clinton asked but nobody paid any attention Out on the field the two teams lined up behind the penalty line while the goalkeeper from the Pioneers bent over rubbing his knee A man probably the goalkeeper’s father backed away and walked toward the stands on the far side Your knee man and my head Clinton shouted The words echoed painfully inside his skull but he shouted anyway Go Wildcats Someone slipped onto the bench beside him Clin ton are you okay 4