"What's with you?" George raised an eyebrow at Tyler who started acting weird all of a sudden.
Tyler looked up at him, then he looked around and saw some of the other senior players in the bus chuckling at his earlier behavior. He awkwardly rubbed his nose turned to face George. "I'm just excited to play is all".
"Well, contain your excitement". George scoffed and then turned back to face his seat.
"What's up with you?" Tyler asked. George was behaving a little off. The time for him to get nervous before games had passed. Last season was when he broke through to the first team. Now, he was an active squad member. He didn't play every week but he got minutes here and there so he was used to playing with the first team.
"I'm just a bit frustrated". George said. "I'm a striker, not a fucking winger. I just don't get why I keep getting played out of position".
