The New Next One

by Ryan Taylor

instead. A program that will give you the experience and exposure you need to get ready for the big-time.” My heart did a flip. “The D-1 schools passed on me. You must know that.” Drew led us to the edge of the water, picked up a rock, and expertly skimmed it across the surface. Smiling, he looked at me. “You know I went to UNY, in Syracuse.” “I was really interested in going there, but they said—” “I still know a lot of people at the school, Nick. Let me talk to them. I can’t promise anything, but I wouldn’t be where I am if it hadn’t been for a couple of people doing their best to help me. Let me pass that on.” A flood of emotion threatened to make me wet-eyed. Playing at a school like UNY would be phenomenal, and I knew it would open up all kinds of possibilities, but… Tyler. I would be so far away from Tyler. I couldn’t do it, but what was I supposed to say to Drew Simon? After a few seconds, I settled for, “That would be amazing.” Showing me his trademark wide, white grin, he nodded. “Like I said, I can’t promise anything, but I think there’s a good chance I can talk some sense into them.” “Thank you, Drew.” I was fighting not to cry, which confused me because I wasn’t sure if the emotion was sadness or excitement. “You really are as nice as people say.”