Adrian stayed with us until the end of the game, cheering loudly for Andy every chance he got, in between sneaking glances at Jupiter every time she cheered on Sebastian. When the siren sounded out to signify the end of the match, the scores were 4-3, with Brixton narrowly taking home the win, and Andy being congratulated by his teammates for making it happen.
Dad looked disappointed in the result, but as his team exited the field, he gave each one a pat on the back to show them that they'd played a good game in his eyes. He never holds his team responsible for losses, believing that yelling and berating them would only serve to destroy their spirit.
I left Adrian and Jupiter and made my way over to where Dad was on the field, feeling a pang of guilt that I had cheered on the team that
