Chad felt weak. He was c9vered with grey and white fur with grey and white leather trim. He slumped against the wall. His feet and legs were gone. He was a bag from the waist down.
He recognized what he was changing into. It wasn't an animal at all.
Just before the championship game, Chad was soaking naked in the whirlpool bath with his chief receiver Rick. His teammate was trying to get Chad to join the Golf Team. He was showing Chad a golf catalog.
"Oh, Rick, you're as bad as Bruno. I don't want to be on the swin team or the golf team. I want a break between Football and Baseball."
"But look at this set of clubs. It comes in a wolfskin golf bag. Hey, I just noticed the wolf golf bag eyes are the same shade of blue as your eyes."
"You're kidding. Look at that price. I can't afford those clubs. Football gear wasn't nearly as expensive as this golf stuff!"
"Well, I am going to get a set of those clubs!" Rick declared.