<div align="center"><em>Steve Rodgers and one HELL of a Lariat </em></div><hr/><br/><br/>He had walked around for a few minutes, walked past the library and the awesome gym along with some of the classes. Steve was still confused on where he could unpack his stuff so he had to deal with carrying his duffel bag around until he could find a faculty member. When he had his fun looking around he began to make a path towards the big forming crowd of students and only caught the end of the insults by the Letterman jacket toting jocks.<br/><strong>"Hey, what don't you back off and watch what you say, what right do you have to insult another person?"</strong><br/>Steve declared loudly in a signature New York accent, as he made his way past the gathering crowd of students and unknowingly stepped right beside the shorter Logan who had donned a defensive stance he was all to familiar with. It was the stance of a person bracing themselves to endure a beating, a stance he had mastered when he was about that guys height but much skinnier.<br/><br/>Steve did not want to get in trouble but he was not going to let the clique of jocks beat on someone for whatever reason. One of the letterman sporting guys looked his way.<br/>"Why you sticking up for those freaks!"<br/>The person asked in disbelief but did not wait for his answer as some where already moving towards Logan for an attack and some splintered off to attack Steve, big mistake. Unlike Logan who let the quarterback get a good hit on his head, Steve side stepped and delivered a Lariat across the Center's chest so hard it knocked both his feet into the air before he dropped down onto his back with a thud. The man on the floor began to wheeze for air, panting as a few bent down to check on him. Nothing had been broken, perhaps a bruise would form and he had the wind knocked out of him but he would live.<br/><br/><strong>"Did I tell you guys I always wanted to play football?" </strong><br/>He said with a stern stare towards the guy with the broken arm who was hanging back. Steve was in a defensive stance like Logan now, waiting vigilantly for another attack or a faculty member to arrive and put an end to the madness.<br/><strong>"You done here?" </strong><br/>Steve asked the man with the look of contempt in his eyes and the entire football team on his side, unwilling to let them have their way.<br/>