It’s the first game of the season, and instead of being ready to destroy the Vultures, I’m distracted by the thought of a certain silver-haired miracle.The men are wound up and shouting across the locker room at each other, and I still can’t get in the moment. I need to give my pre-game pep talk, but I’m just not here mentally. I can’t sense her yet, and I don’t know if the reason she chose not to come is because of our last encounter. Maybe she’s just not here yet, or maybe it’s because I’m stuck in this rank-ass locker room with a bunch of sweaty wolves.The coach seems to sense my turmoil. He pats me on the shoulder, making his way to the center of the locker room.“All right, LISTEN UP!” he bellows.The men immediately quiet and turn their attention to the old wolf.“I thought with it being the first game of the season, you wouldn’t mind letting the old man give the pep talk today,” he says as the men chuckle around the room.His speech is motivating, empowering, invigorating, an
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