"Holy fucking shit, Axel, I knew it, I fucking knew it!" coach yells, hugging me while somehow jumping around.
I stand there, immobile, not really sure what just happened, and it seems that's the case for all the people in the room, except for the coach. He's still jumping around like a kid.
Michael slowly looks up at me, then stands to his feet, breathing hard and in pain. "Goddamn it, kid. I'm not sure how you pulled that-"
"Stop fucking calling me kid." I immediately say, taking a step towards him.
Somehow, the move seems to wake up
