Nick
At six in the morning, it was already so hot and humid, I was sweating. We hadn’t had a rainstorm in a while, and the earth needed it, gasping for relief.
We stood on the field. It was early, and I could think of a few places I wanted to be right now, one being my bed. But I was on the field, ready to train because football was my dream, and if I wanted to be a first-string for the Florida Sharks, I had to make sacrifices. I would do anything to get where I belonged.
Coach Daniel called us together, and we huddled around him. He had coach Rudi, the first-string coach, with him. It was the reason we were here so early. After a pep talk with us, Coach Rudi would return to training his own team for practice. Coach Daniel folded his arms over his chest, making eye contact with each of
