SONG RECOMMENDATION: Rivers and Roads by The Head and the Heart. Enjoy ><
Just like that, it’s Monday morning. The guys are back on the ice practicing for our match against D’Variants—some rookie team that’s been topping the conference lately.
We play them in three weeks. I feel bad about the whole thing. We had just started practicing our new formation before all of this happened.
Which means this has to work. No excuses.
I’m sitting on a cheap wooden chair facing a long, shiny panel table with multiple cushy seats arranged neatly behind it. The irony isn’t lost on me. Those foam chairs look like clouds while I’m parked on hard wood.
Sheesh. You'd think the NCAA can do better than handmade arts and crafts for chairs. Maybe they made it this way to cause some kind of segregatio
