Julian's POV
The day of the game arrives with pressure sitting heavy on my chest. First line with Bryson. Every scout is watching, and then there's our rival team waiting to exploit any weakness.
The locker room before the game is tense but we're still focused. Guys are taping sticks, adjusting their gears, and getting into that mind zone we need. I glance at Bryson across the room and he's already looking at me. We both look away quickly.
"Hayes, Miller," the Coach calls. "Remember what I said. Work together out there."
"Yes, Coach," we say in together in unison.
The game starts and before we even know it, it turns brutal fast. West Valley plays exactly like everyone expected - aggressive and overly physical, looking for any opportunity to throw their weight around. Check
