After the buzz of joining the New Malo Pirates, the rest of Mustang’s first week at St. Nick’s flew by without much in the way of excitement. He became a little more used to Ray’s own particular brand of early morning wake-up calls. He got the hang of getting the...
Peeking his head in through the door, Mustang took in the sight of the small reception area outside the Principal’s Office with all the caution of someone who’d just accidentally stumbled into a tiger enclosure with a ribeye taped to their face. “Uh … hi, I’m Mustang Peyton?” he said,...
“Byron?!” said Mustang, the mere act of saying his name sounding as though it left a bad taste in his mouth. “Are you serious?!” “I’m afraid so,” replied Ray, still not relishing the fact it had fallen to him to deliver the news as he plonked his weary body down...
After booking his ticket to Seminole, the next few days wound up passing in something of a blur for Mustang. Understandably, there was the initial delight in the hours immediately following the successfully struck 3-wood which had sealed his position as Dallas’s alternate, with calling Travis to tell him the...
Feeling the need to step in once more, Ray spoke up. “Meaning what exactly?” he asked, his tone now firming as he began to grow tired of people speaking in riddles. “Well, it’s like this,” explained Dallas, now taking to looking at Ray, as he could sense his frustration. “Right...
Hey, everybody! This is just a quick update to tell you that I’ve added a brand new t-shirt to the ‘Dallas Rugger Collection’ for Missouri’s own hardwood dynasty, The Kansas City Lions. I absolutely love how this t-shirt came out, so if it’s something you think you or someone you...
With a trail of footprints left in their wake after walking through what remaining morning dew had yet to be burned away by the sun, Mustang, Ray, and Beau arrived next to Dallas’ plane. After using the time it had taken them to cover the 190-yards between the green and...
Hey, everybody! Something I’ve always done since I began writing, like many people, is to use pieces of music to help me write particular parts of a story or, as sometimes also happens, I’ll come across a certain song purely by chance and it’ll wind up sparking the idea for...
Hey, everybody! Just a quick update to tell you that, to coincide with this week’s chapter, the ‘DALLAS RUGGER COLLECTION’ has just been added to the official Mustang store on my site. I’ve had a lot of fun creating Dallas – you’ll see more of that in next week’s chapter...
“Ok, page 331 … 331 …” Mustang said quietly to himself as he flicked backwards from the index in search of the page he needed, the faintly musty smell emanating from the paper reassuringly familiar. “Ah, ok … the Walker Cup.” Despite his insistence that they didn’t need to make...
After the drizzle at the end of their round had given way to a night of thundery downpours and flashes of lightning, the clear sky over Bandon Dunes the following morning, itself burnt orange and red by the dawn sun, betrayed a scorcher of a day was in store for...
Hey everybody! After being asked about this by some readers, this is just a really quick update to say that if any of you have any artwork or things of that nature that you or your kids have done off the back of reading Mustang, then I’d be more than...