"Alright, guys that was great. Let's take it again, one for the road!"
Coachman, as he wanted us to call him, yelled into the megaphone from the sidelines, urging the team to go another few minutes of drills even if we were likely to catch our death in the worsening weather.
But I and twenty-two of my teammates wouldn't dare to object. The last preliminary match was slated for the last week of the term, just after exams and right up to Christmas Carol Day.
Putting in as much practice now was well worth it because we would not have the chance again to prepare for the match with Lancaster Hall.
And seeing as Saint-Ambrose was planning on entering the National Soccer Games this year, I wanted there to be no reason for me to not be selected on the school team. Not that I doubted I wouldn'
