HAYDEN
One thing that we dreaded as a team was being called to the Coach's office for a private conversation because more often than not, it means you've f****d up.
Coach’s office was where you went to get your ass handed to you and now it seemed like I might be next victim.
I racked my brain but I couldn't think of anythng I'd done that would warrant a private conversation in the head coach's office.
I was still in my jersey and I could feel the sweat drying cold on my body. The game hadn’t even ended thirty minutes ago, and now I was sitting in the same chair I’d used when Coach once benched me for skipping film study.
Only this time, I wasn’t sure what I'd done.
“I bet you're wondering why I wanted to see you,” Coach said.
Yeah, he had no idea how bad I wanted to know.
I didn't
