COACH FOR A NIGHT Marty Ross has a miserable life, a shite crew and a string of broken riggers. Then he meets Kevin, a life-jacketed charmer who coaches perfect technique. To Marty, Kevin appears to have it all. He's everything that Marty isn't, handsome and successful with a huge megaphone. Then there's Brenda, Kevin's exotic girlfriend and the stroke of his Henley (T&V) winning crew. The moment Marty sets eyes on the vibrant beauty he recognizes a soul mate he will never be able to claim as his own, for the honour of rowing dictates that Marty must deny himself Brenda's love. So why is it that while his head tells him to leave well alone, his heart is saying something else? Before long Kevin offers to share his world of elite women in Lycra, but why would anyone help a loser like Marty? Surely there has to be a catch, a price to pay for a Henley win?. There is - but will Marty be able to sell his soul? CRTICAL ACLAIM FOR "COACH FOR A NIGHT" "I couldn't put it down… you'll want to scratch all your entries until you've finished" Regatta Magazine "Brilliant; especially the passionate rigging scenes" Carl Douglas "Utter Crap, who writes this shit" Row2k