ALEC
This is it.
This is my chance to play in the IPL again. Holy s**t! My heart rate begins to quicken and my palms are starting to sweat. I can feel eyes on the side of my head but all I can focus on is my television screen above my fireplace.
The auctioneer has already called my name and my starting price is mentioned. I didn’t want to make it too high for any potentially interested teams to knock it back straight away. I needed someone to believe in me enough to want me in their team.
The camera pans to different tables and I can see a few teams whispering amongst themselves but no one bids. f**k, I wish Amber was sitting next to me right now. I need her positivity and her strength. I’ll take whatever I can get.
Before I can processed what has happened, they call the next players
