What is a sexy soccer stud supposed to do when “following family tradition” falls 180 degrees opposite his closeted ideal?
From birth, Chris Jackson has been schooled on how to land a cheerleader. After all, his father married one, and his father’s father before him. Heck, even his older brother married a stereotypical cheerleader the summer before Chris went off to college. For two years, Chris dodges invasive questions about relationships by blaming his lack of female companionship on grueling practices and heavy course loads. But his lack of interest in girls should’ve given his family a clue. It isn’t until Chris mentions meeting a boy that his father’s synapses short-circuit.
Alonzo Martin is anything but a buxom blond. From his black hair, combat boots, and trench coat to his nail polish and guyliner, the mysterious introvert isn’t easily persuaded to date. Alonzo’s insecurities keep Chris at arm’s length, but Alonzo’s painful past might meet its match in the charismatic jock’s winning smile and sense of humor.
No! Jocks Don’t Date Guys (Jock 2) is the sequel to Wade Kelly’s My Roommate’s a Jock? Well, Crap! (Jock 1). I loved Jock 1 and couldn’t wait for the second, but unfortunately, it didn’t live up to its predecessor.
Jock 2 takes the reader into lives of Chris, a closeted soccer captain, and Alonzo, a damaged punk/goth hybrid. I thought Kelly portrayed Alonzo with a great deal of depth and empathy. His pain and need to hide from the world were evident from his first appearance. Readers aren’t privy to the details of his trauma until he shares it with Chris, but Alonzo’s hurt was so tangible that I had to keep reading to discover the source, and see him overcome it. On the other hand, I did not find Chris relatable in the least. He and his family and friends all came off as weird and immature. All of their problems struck me as self-created. For example, his father has a bizarre obsession with his sons marrying (female) cheerleaders because that’s “family tradition.” That in of itself is weird enough, but add Chris pretending to have dated one of his female friends, and I’m compelled to believe that a good deal of the family drama could have been avoided had Chris not played up his friendship as something more.
I’m rating Jock 2 three stars because of the simplistic writing, stilted dialogue, and my disconnect with Chris. Jock 2 had a lot of potential, and I’m sure I’ll read more from Kelly, but I can’t personally recommend this book.