First Half Franklin's got no heart, Artie thought, yawning as he leaned forward in his green wheelchair, studying his spotless athletic shoes. After a full day of walking on crutches at school, Artie had reached his threshold and was back in the chair for the rest of the evening. As he watched the guys play, not even really having to try hard for these touchdowns, he rather thought that Beiste could've put him in for the "human battering ram" trick play. Then again, Artie was terribly interested in being the human battering ram anymore. He'd much rather be the new kicker.