Oh yes... he will

The bowl game was three weeks later.

They lost.

Big time.

The wisdom of the people who set these up had put Saddlebrook against one of the top tier D1 schools. To say they got their asses kicked would be an understatement. Elois hit her targets, but the other team's D was just too good.

It was not long after the game ended when they got their first inkling why they had such a hard time. One of the wide receivers, a girl name Joyce, started throwing up.

The team doctors weren't sure if the food was contaminated or if she'd caught a stomach bug, so the team was quickly placed under quarantine.

The game was on Saturday. On Monday, Derek was called into the cheer coach's office. When he got there, the cheer coach was waiting along with the football coach and the dean of Students.

"Mr. Layland... please have a seat." The dean said.

"Are Elois and the girls alright?" He asked, concerned.

"Yes." The coach said "They're not sick. But we found out what's wrong, and it's your fault."

"Coach Lewis..." The dean said with a stern tone to the football coach.

"Am I in trouble." Derek asked.

"No." The dean told him. She sighed "Derek... we know what happened after the game three weeks ago... Your little fun time got nearly the entire team pregnant."

"Wait what?" Derek asked in shock.

"I guess congratulations are in order..." Coach Peck, the cheer coach said "You're going to be a father of 41."

Derek just sat there, his brain straining to understand the news.

"Forty... Forty One... I knocked up forty one players?"

"Yes." The dean said.

"Oh Goddess, my parents are going to kill me..."