At half-time the score was tied 7-7. Scott had made the touchdown late

in the first quarter, but Monroeville had tied the game following a handling

error by the Madison defence. Tension filled the night air. Stephanie nervously

chatted to Alina Morricone, one of the other girls in the cheer squad.



“I don’t like this at all. Look how many people are in the stadium. It looks

like the whole town is here.”



“Yeah. It really will be embarassing if we loose, agreed Alina.



“I don’t understand why we have to be a part of the bet. We don’t play

any part in the game. It’s not fair.”



“Well only if we lose do we take part. I, for one, will be quite happy to see

those Monroeville bitches get what they deserve if we win.”



Both girls agreed that they had no problems with the terms of the bet if

their team won. But neither could put out of their minds the thought of what

will happen to them if they lost.



In the dressing room Scott was also pondering the terms of the bet. It had

been agreed over the years that the consequences for the losing quarterback

should be more embarassing and severe. So some special parts of the forfeit

had been included. If they lost, Scott’s treatment at the hands of the victorious

team would be quite a lot more unpleasant than for his teammates.



Still, the game was only tied, and it was half time. There was still everything to play for in the remaining 30 minutes.



There had been no score in the third quarter, nor for most of the fourth.

With 30 seconds left on the clock, it was 2nd and 10 with Madison having the

ball, on their own 30 yard line. It was looking like the game would go into

overtime. The atmosphere in the stadium was electric.



The ball was snapped, and it reached Scott. He glanced up the field and

threw the ball long to the wide receiver, who got under it. and then fumbled

the ball. The ball went up into the air and fell into the arms of an onrushing

Monroeville player. An enormous cheer rang around the stadium. There was

practically no-one between the Monroeville player and the goal-line. Everyone



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in the Madison team started running in his direction to try to make the tackle,

but it was no good. He had too much momentum to be caught. He ran across

the goal line and threw the ball onto the ground.



Scott felt sick. It was all over. It didn’t matter if they made the extra

point, Madison couldn’t make another score in the few seconds left on the

clock. Shit! he thought to himself, Shit, shit shit.”



As it happened, Monroeville made the extra point. The final score was

7-14.



Sam and Amy clapped their players. As far as they were concerned, the

game was over but the real fun could begin now. Already as the Monroville

players were accepting the congratulations of their adoring fans, a large wide

stage was being assembled in the middle of the field.



“Shame we’re not sat a bit closer to the field, Sam complained.



“Well, they’ll show the best bits on the big screen. Man, I can’t wait to

see Stephanie Gruber’s face.”



Sam looked down to where the Madison cheerleaders were grouped together.

Even at this distance he could see that some of them were crying. The football

squad were stood by the touchline, looking quite nervous. No-one left their

seats.



On the field the stage had been constructed, and now two long benches

were being carried towards it. The two benches were placed side-by-side on

the stage to form one bench, long enough to accommodate an entire team. The

big screen was alternately showing the jubilant (and not to say quite relieved)

faces of the members of the victorious Monroeville team, and players from

Madison who were looking significantly less happy.



By tradition, the Master of Ceremonies was the quarterback of the winning

team. Frank White had been handed a radio microphone, and his face filled

the big screen.



“Thank-you for staying, Ladies and Gentlemen, for tonight’s fantastic victory by the Monroeville Mutineers.”



Another enormous cheer came from the massed supporters of Monroeville,

together with a few half-hearted boo’s from the Madison faithful.



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“As you know, tradition holds that there is a small bet on the outcome

of tonight’s game. The terms of the bet have remained the same for many

years, so most of you know the fate that is to befall tonight’s losers. Ladies

and Gentlemen, welcome onto the stage the losers of Madison!”



Another cheer, as the football team from Madison marched dejectedly onto

the stage, led by Scott, ready to face the outcome of the bet. The camera

panned along the line of players, broadcasting their faces onto the big screen.

Every single one of them looked nervous for the humiliation that they were

about to face. Frank continued on the microphone.



“The humiliation that these guys are going to face will be as embarassing

as they will be painful, and will be delivered by the beautiful girls of the

Monroeville cheerleading squad.”



To further roars from the crowd, the members of the cheerleading squad

climbed the few steps onto the stage, and each took a place next to one of the

Madison footballers. Each of them carried in their hand a polished wooden

paddle.



“Ok, boys, it’s time for the entertainment to begin. You have to turn and

kneel in front of this bench. All the players except for Scott did this, and

then, and now lose the pants.”



With extreme reluctance, each of the players unfastened their pants, and

pulled them down. A cheerleader was assigned to each of them, and helped

them to remove completely their pants and, within a short time, their underclothes, leaving the boys naked from the waist down, bent over the bench.



“Ok, now as you know the terms of the bet are more severe for the losing

quaterback, and I have to tell you that Mr. Scott Walker’s punishment will be

delivered with him completely naked.”



With this announcement and two players from Monroeville holding him

carefully, three cheerleaders stripped Scott completely. He hardly resisted,

there was no point. Any number of Monroeville boys were on hand to make

sure that he adhered to the terms of the bet. His only choice was to go through

with it.



While he was being stripped, the camera had panned along the line of

bare asses of the rest of the players, everyone magnified enormously on the big