Rhea
The blaring sound of sirens echoed outside the clubhouse as another vehicle escorted a convoy of guests through the front gates.
People were everywhere. Reporters. Photographers. Sponsors. Officials. Club members and Volunteers.
The entire clubhouse had transformed overnight into something almost unrecognizable. To say today was busy would be the understatement of the century.
Apparently, being part of the coaching staff meant you never sat down.
I had been running around since six o'clock that morning.
Making sure every team knew their schedule. Double-checking medical kits. Whoever said coaching was easy deserved jail time.
"Rhea!"
I turned around just in time to catch one of the volunteers waving a clipboard at me.
"The second team's gloves have arrived."
"Perfect! Put th
