Jordan's POV
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It's Saturday and our first game after our bi-week, and it's an away game. Two hours on a bus to face off against one of our rivals. It's going to be brutal on that field tonight.
I'm sat at the back of the bus, headphones in as I watched re-runs of the rival teams games on a portable DVD player. If I know how they play, I'll be prepared for whatever they throw at me, and hopefully, we'll bring back another win, although I know that it won't be easy for us.
But I have to admit I'm struggling to remain focused on everything. Last night, I had been eye-opening to sit with Mr Beckingham and talk with him about his experience in the NFL and the advice he had. My thoughts wander back to Violet, how she seemed to shut down until I blurted out wanting to learn dance. It's no
