‘Jack, I have an idea’ rushed in an out of breath Nouse

Jack was startled, he had no idea how Nouse got inside his house. Then he took a look at the broken window.

‘What happened-

‘Don’t worry, I’ll pay for it. That’s beside the point. I have an idea’

‘And what’s this idea-

‘I’m making a new team. The Coburg Condors. And I want you to be the assistant coach’

‘Hold on-

‘You start Monday, meet me at Frankston Station’

‘Why Frankston, are you trying to kidnap me?’

‘Dosn’t matter, I’ll explain when your there’

And before you know it, Nouse was out of sight

‘Better call the insurance company’ muttered Jack to himself.

Nouse was on cloud nine - even though he hasn’t planned out much. However, he found a stadium option in Coburg, in Pentridge Prison of all places. A small stadium would be built inside the prison, all funded by Nouse.

The reason why Nouse wanted Jack to come to Frankston - it’s the closest to a prison he could get while Pentridge was under construction.

The job wasn’t done for him yet, he still had to hire a graphic designer to make the logo and jerseys, and most importantly he needed some players. He had a couple of names, and getting some that plays for the Coburg Cougars was a big first step.

But getting a team identity was the most important step. So Nouse trekked his way to the CBD in order to hopefully find a graphic designer.

When on the tram however, A guy caught the attention of Nouse - and not in the Lachie kinda way. He slightly tall, maybe 6 feet with long hair down to his knees and with white headphones. Despite his resemblance to the killer of Scott, Nouse brushed it off. And most importantly he had an IPad Air in his hand, with a drawing on it.

‘Hey, nice drawing’ Nouse complimented.

‘Thanks, would you like a better look?’ responded the man.

‘Yes please.’

As Nouse kept on looking, the better it got. The details were incredible and the colours were blending so well you couldn’t even tell they were blended.

It came out of Nouse’s mouth before even thinking about it.

‘Could you make a logo and jerseys for my basketball team? The Coburg Condors. I’ll pay you as much as you want.’

The man was shell shocked. No one has ever asked something like this before. Especially from someone this famous.

‘Yes, I’m not asking any questions. I’ll do it for free’

‘No, I’ll be paying you.’

Nouse’s tram stop was coming up

‘Before I go, what’s your name?’

‘Rowan Anthony’ ‘Do you want my phone number?’

‘Yes. Call me when you are done with the branding. No rush. My name is-

‘Nouse Pliiar. I know’

‘Well, that made it easy’

As Nouse got off the tram, he had a shine of hope. Maybe this could go well.

The only thing he needed was players. And he had a plan for that aswell.