Vinn's PovPractice was brutal, if I didn't know any better would say Coach was just trying to find ways to hurt us—me. After running a lap around the football field before we returned to the ice rink to run a scrimmage, by the end of the day, we were hanging by the edges of our sticks, panting like we were three seconds away from passing out.And you guessed it right. Coach was standing in the corner, smiling at us, clearly enjoying everything that was happening.“damn, if he wasn’t our coach, I would have thought he wanted to kill us,” Caleb muttered, throwing his hockey stick to the side, as he grabbed a water bottle, wetting his hair and everyone around him. A few guys groaned but the rest said nothing. No one really had the strength to talk.“damn, we shouldn’t piss off coach any more, the man is a freaking torturer,” someone grumbled. I didn’t look at them, just kept my eyes closed as I tried to focus on my breathing.“What are we going to do abo
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