Edward
"Eddie boy, pop into my office after you're done in the showers," Coach Brian patted my shoulder as we walked off the field after practice.
Practice with the upcoming game was less brutal than the last. The boys seemed more focus on actually being coordinated for the game that they let their hatred for me be pushed to the side. We wanted our first game to set the tone for the season and even if they hated my guts they knew our best shot at winning with Connor gone, was me.
However it didn't mean once that whistle was blown and we were dismissed for the day that it meant we were skipping into the sunshine together. Especially with the quick word from Coach I could feel their eyes on me, I felt like a wounded fish around pirahnas. At any moment they could strike and that would be the absolute end of me.
With a sigh I walked to the lockers, had a quick shower, dressed in a black tracksuit before I packed up and went to the management offices.
