Colby

"Hey, Colby!" Coach grunted, grabbing my shoulder and giving it a squeeze. "What's wrong with you? Where's the spirit of my best player?"

I only let out a tired sigh, my eyes focused on his neck rather than his face.

"Did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed, or was the accident that bad?" he asked, a crease forming on his forehead.

I shook my head, and he tapped my hair lightly. "Get your head in the game, lad. Go!"

Nodding, I returned to the field, dribbling and playing, but I kept messing up. I was even worse than before.

"What the hell is wrong with...