The Tryouts Proper

You walk onto the pitch, strangely energised by your encounter in the locker room. Mars catches your eye and waves you over.

“There’s quite a few people here,” you say, gesturing towards the dozen or two people on the pitch.

“Yeah, but not many guys,” Mars remarks. “Most of them must still be pinning their hopes on varsity.”

“You have to feel bad to the people who’ll be cut from that. They won’t even have a shot at the co-ed team then,” you say, and add with a grin: “which is looking like the far superior team right now.”

The girls here are, as you expected, all fucking hot. A tall Asian girl, dressed in Stonewall grey, blows on a small whistle to get everyone’s attention. You note her large breasts and athletic figure, and are suitably impressed.

“Welcome to the co-ed team tryouts. I see a few new faces, so I’ll go ahead and introduce myself again. I’m Daphne, the team’s captain and coach. Stonewall is too cheap to hire a proper coach for our team, so I'm what you’ve got. Your job for today, and the rest of the year should you make the team, is to impress me. We’ll do a series of drills and games to see where you all stand, and then I’ll make picks and cuts based on that.

Daphne

“Once you’re on the team, we can talk about positions and preferences, but how you approach certain drills and what positions you request for the game today will slightly inform my decision. We’ve got quite a few open positions this year, so just do your best and you’ll probably be fine. Everyone good? Great,” Daphne says, pointing to the pitch, which has a number of sections marked out already. “Let’s start with some ball control drills - dribbling, passing, and the like.”

With that, you throw yourself into the drills, handling the ball as well as you ever have. To your surprise, the girls on the pitch don’t seem to doing all that much worse than the guys. There’s some difference in conditioning and stamina as the minutes drag on, and the pace of some of the women drops a little, but their technique and skill is definitely on par, if not better, than most of the guys playing.

A blonde girl (who has a twin playing on the other side of the pitch) juggles a ball with you, the ball going back and forth in the air dozens of times before you lob the ball just a little too high, and she can’t quite get it back to you. By the end of the hour, you’ve gotten a feel for most of the people on the field, and you would objectively place yourself in the top two or three players here.

“What’re you doing here?” you ask to a tall, lanky guy that really doesn’t seem too confident with a ball at all as he fumbles yet another pass. “Just passing through for the eye candy?”

“Oh yeah, I’m always looking out for guys like you,” he replies with a wink. “Though it looks like I might have some competition from some of the other girls here, if their looks mean anything.”

“You can’t seriously be here to pick up hot guys,” you reply. “Else you’d be on that other pitch, where there are only guys.”

“I’ve played goalie my whole life,” he says. “so yeah, I kinda suck at passing. My name’s Keegan, by the way. Want to play together for the upcoming tryouts match?”

“Works for me,” you say. “I'm Alex. I play the back positions, so you and I both will get a plenty good view.”

“Awesome,” he says, just as Daphne blows her whistle to call an end to the current drill.

“Everyone, let’s get this practice match going. Since we have an odd number of players, I’ll direct the substitutions so that everyone gets some fair play time. If you have a preference for your position, now would be the time to let me know.”

It takes a minute or two for Daphne to form the teams. She approaches each player, has a quick conversation with them, and then directs them to the left or right side. Finally, you’re the only player left standing before Daphne.

“Name and position?” she asks.

“Alex, I’m a defender,” you say, resisting the urge to name a sex position. It wouldn’t do to embarrass yourself over this many girls just yet.

She eyes you over, running a hand through her long dark hair. “Well Alex, I’ll give you the luxury of picking which team you want to be on. Which side?”

You look over to the left, where Keegan gives you a sharp nod. You almost immediately start walking in the direction, before you turn your head to the right and see Mars and Valentine there, both of them giving you a look that you would be hard-pressed to ignore. The moment of indecision passes as you see the stern look on Daphne’s face, and you decide to join…

Daphne +1
Mars +2
Keegan +5