The Last Song
“You’ve got to keep your head in the game. If you do that, we’ll crush Landry and Tyson in the tournament.” Will tossed the ball from one hand to the other as he and Scott stood in the sand, still sweating from the final volleys. It was late afternoon. They’d finished up at the garage at three and had raced over to the beach for a scrimmage against a couple of teams from Georgia that were spending the week in the area. They were all preparing for the southeastern tournament later that August, wh...ich was going to be held at Wrightsville Beach. “They haven’t lost yet this year. And they just won the junior nationals,” Will pointed out.“So? We weren’t there. They beat a bunch of scrubs.”In Will’s humble opinion, the competition at the junior national tournament weren’t scrubs. In Scott’s world, however, anyone who lost was a scrub. “They beat us last year.”“Yes, but last year you were even worse than you are now. I had to carry the entire load.”“Thanks.”“I’m just saying.MoreLess
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