Chapter Seventeen
Tristan
I sat on the bench in the locker room and drained a bottle of water. We’d had a long practice today, made longer with our new player getting into it with Liam during practice. Roddy Shaw was struggling so far to mesh with the team, solely due to his cocky attitude. Confidence in your skills was a must for any of us who played pro sports. I mean, hell, you weren’t much use to your team if you didn’t have faith in your own ability. Yet, to be part of a team required mutual respect. I was also a firm believer that you never stopped learning when it came to play. I was a much better player than I’d been even a few years ago, in large part due to honing my skills. When you’re young, it’s easy to falsely believe you’re at your peak. At thirty-two, most people would st
