My team's chants bounce off the walls as they rush into the locker room in one giant tidal wave.
They were mad hyped to get on the field. I'd be kidding if I said I wasn't.
I swallow a laugh. A pre-game ritual was to ward off the bad luck by causing a loud ruckus to echo through the locker room so we'd leave with high spirits and an amped up energy. I'm sure going to miss this when I go off to college, wherever that may be. I still haven't heard from Belldon University and I'm starting to think I never will. So much for high hopes and dreams when I can't even achieve something as simple as garner the university's attention.
The clock on the wall snags my attention. Coach will be coming out of his office any second.
Time to focus.
I eye Dante and Morgan, who are still enthusiastically
