Mark hands you a wifebeater, track jacket, and matching pants. They have your schools colors, and FOOTBALL emblazoned across them. Next he shows you your locker. It has a jersey, helmet, and other equipment, along with your duffel bag (which will now replace your backpack), and a bunch of pills.
"What's this?" you ask.
"Growth horomones and creatine", Mark tells you. "Somehow, you shrunk a foot from being 6'10", and you still have about a hundred pounds to go. You should train your ass off for the next month"
"Sure, whatever", you say, wanting to go home so you can jerk off your massive hardon before going out tonight to pick up some girls.