Dl Norseman encounter

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We use cookies and other tracking technologies to improve your browsing experience on our site, show personalized content and targetedanalyze site traffic, and understand where our audiences come from. To learn more or opt-out, read our Cookie Policy. Corner of 7th St and 12th Ave, about two blocks south of U. Bank Stadium. The rain fell heavy from the sky, hitting his skin like drops of sulphuric acid.

Dl Norseman encounter

The young man tried to hide under an unfolded newspaper, but the water just soaked it, draping it on his head like uncooked pizza dough. Lightning flashed in the sky, blinding him momentarily. The low rumble of thunder roared through the damp night air. He stood on the corner, scanning up and down 7th Street, wondering for a few moments where he could Dl Norseman encounter shelter from the storm.

The streets were empty except for an occasional taxi cab. Just then, a sleek, black sedan with tinted windows pulled out from an alley about a half-block away, the driver accelerating across two lanes towards him. As the car approached, the tall, gangly man in his mid-twenties saw that the heavy rain had overwhelmed the storm sewer and created a great puddle of water just in front of him.

It was too late, however, and the black sedan roared through the water, further drenching him. He wadded up the wet newspaper that he had been carrying and threw it towards an open dumpster, but it missed the dumpster and landed just a few feet away to the right. The driver, sensing that the right thing to do would be to at least apologize, braked and pulled the vehicle to the curb. He put the vehicle in reverse, and backed towards the rain-soaked young man.

Lightning and thunder danced all around. As the car approached, the driver put his window down and motioned for the young man to come closer. Suddenly, the driver felt an awkward silence wash over the two men like the rain that was pouring down. Kirk sensed that Daniel was lying. Inthe men had been teammates playing for the Minnesota Vikings. Daniel had been a rookie kicker that season, and the team had great faith that he could help, as well.

Until one fateful afternoon in Green Bay, when the young man - with his face so full of hope and innocence - missed every one of his kicks, including two in overtime. Whattya say, bud? You know, selling and buying and stuff. And I have to meet him Dl Norseman encounter soon.

It smelled so inviting. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and stared down at the shoes on his feet. He desperately wanted to get out of the rain, and maybe taking the ride with Kirk could mean hot meal. He reluctantly agreed. Daniel walked to the passenger side and reached for the door handle. His hand banged into the door, about six inches to the right of the handle itself. Kirk reached across the passenger seat when he heard the thump, and pushed open the door.

He grabbed the playbook and tossed it in the back seat. It ricocheted off the rear armrest and slid neatly into the seat pocket. He then grabbed his duffel bag and tossed it in the back as well. It fell softly upon the seat, and somehow the strap caught the seatbelt just enough to tug it over and buckle it perfectly in place. Daniel watched this, then turned and stared at Kirk in amazement. Daniel grabbed the seat belt, tugged the strap and stretched it across his body. But by that time, Daniel had already soaked up most of the coffee with his sleeve. Kirk helped him buckle the seat belt, pulled the car back into the street and accelerated gently, masking the three hundred-plus horsepower under the hood.

He made a left turn onto 11th Avenue, and another left onto 8th Street and headed towards the on-ramp to southbound IW. I thought you were a minivan guy? Where have you been? When I Dl Norseman encounter those kicks? What year was it? The only season you were on the team. The season we won it all. Great guy! Wanna know how I know that?

Dl Norseman encounter

And Zim gives me that look - you know, the look he gives you when you really screwed something up? THAT look. So anyway, keep going with your story. Well, so Coach tells me that, and I head out the door that night to go home.

Dl Norseman encounter

Oh, wow, haha. Naw, man. Daniel stopped joking around and lowered his head. Or, three parts of it are an old crate, and the top is a piece of metal that I found on a construction site. Sweet view, though, man. Really rad!

Dl Norseman encounter

Just then, Kirk saw the glow of a Bakers Squareand pulled the car off the highway. The wait staff recognized Kirk immediately, and gave him his favorite booth. What can I bring you and your friend to drink?

Dl Norseman encounter

I do like my milk super cold. He had meant to kick Kirk in the shin, but missed to the right. The sound of his toe hitting the booth echoed throughout the Dl Norseman encounter. Any friend of Kirk is a friend of ours. What can I bring you to drink? They cared. Do you know how humiliating it is to be turned away by Fantastic fucking Sams!? I ruined the perfect season, Kirk. Kirk leaned back in the booth and drew a long breath. He rubbed his temples, and leaned back forward. Maybe Daniel was right.

The Vikings had steamrolled through the regular season, getting better each week, until they became an unstoppable force. Soon, Wanda returned with the plates, and they began to eat. The food was the best that Daniel had tasted since the days when he was still playing professional football. He opened a tub of strawberry jelly and slathered it all over the Dl Norseman encounter brown toast.

He closed his eyes as he took a bite. He dipped his napkin in his water glass, reached across the table and cleaned it off. His generosity made Daniel a bit choked up, and the young former kicker wondered for a moment what might have been, had he made those kicks so long ago. Kirk paid the bill, and as the two men left the restaurant, Daniel crashed face first into the aluminum door frame. Kirk caught him as he fell backwards, moved him one step to the left, through the door, and out into the night. The next morning, when Kirk woke up, Daniel was gone again.

One lonely footprint every six feet or so in the dewey morning grass on the right edge of the sidewalk was all that he found. For the rest of his life, Kirk would wonder about what happened to Daniel after he disappeared that morning. Every couple of months, he would drive his black sedan along West River Parkway, checking around the Stone Arch Bridge for s that Daniel was alive. But nobody ever did, and sadly, the notes were never answered. However, should any of this actually happen, I want full credit for scooping the story, and any potential glory that comes with it.

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Minnesota Vikings Podcasts Full Archive. Stories Schedule Roster Stats. Filed under:. Searching for Daniel New, comments. Reddit Pocket Flipboard. Daniel, is that you? How do you know me? What do you want from me? Back in W-What the heck are you doing out here? Safety first. Aw, man, I forget sometimes. You sure? It was Like, how close? Wanda headed towards the kitchen to retrieve the drinks.

Dl Norseman encounter

Wanda sauntered off, and Kirk turned his attention back to Daniel. Loading comments Share this story Twitter Facebook.

Dl Norseman encounter

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