In the office sits a large hairy boar, his uniform consisting of a dirty tank top with your school's logo on the chest, a pair of track pants with questionable stains and some running shoes that look like they've been dug up from somewhere. The coach looks at you and grins. "Ahh, I ws wondering when you'd show up. I went over your grades and sorry to say you ain't passing my class, at least not without some mandatory extra credit" he licks his chops. He gets up and walks over to you.
