He was the homecoming king, and the most popular guy in the school. Things really couldn't get much better. But, he never thought that the tables would turn as quickly as they did.
One morning in spring football, Chad came out as usuall, carrying a bag of footballs, walking with a teammate, and wearing his pride. Practice began the way it always does; stretching, and then going over plays. Chad was going around making fun of people, nothing new to us. When he suddenly stopped moving, and had the most bewildered look on his face. He was afraid to admitt it, but the coach finally yanked it out of him, Chad appeared to have "pooped" himself. None of us could believe it, our stud had just been a victom of the "Mantazuma Revenge". For the first time in our lives we had something on Chad. Ever since that moment, things changed for Chad, instead of bullying people, he was treated as a friend.