Rhys
It was finally the day for Game 2, and the locker room was buzzing with my teammates. Coach Reddick was pacing in front of a whiteboard, clapping his hands to get our attention.
"Listen up, everyone!" he shouted, clapping his hands again. "Today is for Game 2 and, like always, we always win. I don't care about the travel delay. We talked about this in the meeting last night. We hit the Iron Wolves fast, and we struck them. There will be no mistakes. Are we clear?"
"Clear, Coach!" the team shouted in unison.
I stood up and adjusted my jersey, then exhaled a deep sigh as I faced my teammates and dropped my captain's speech as usual. "So, Coach is right, and that is exactly why we need to fight harder and show the Iron Wolves why we have held the cup for years. We play with our best, or we don't play at all!" I shouted.
They all responded with cheers.
