Music Box, Canon and a Disastrous Date III Day of the Recital. 5:50 PM “They’re using their normal quicks after this timeout, so keep your eyes close on their number 4. She’s their only hope on this. She’s their best hitter. Evans, guard number 8 with Kang, and Loehr can keep an eye on 4 herself. Good?” I briefed the team during the break as coach carefully watched me from the side, observing me really close. “If you want to go watch this recital you’re talking about, finish the game fast, Bartel. That’s the only option I’m giving you, otherwise, you’re stuck with the team for the rest of Friday afternoon.” I gritted my teeth at how uptight coach was. “Doing reps and punishments.” I should have known coach would be a lot more fired up than usual – well, I tried. At least, he was s

