Tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap.
Feet tapped along the dry leaf-covered roads, going for what seemed like miles. This was the first time he ever did this and the reason was one any other could get behind. "He wanted more, he wanted to do more." He wanted to score, he wanted to help his team score but... Right now he was just.
"Useless," Byron said still running.
Unlike some of the other players, Byron couldn't force himself to go to bed last night. So immediately it hit 6' on the clock he went for a run. He wanted to clear his head, he wanted to get his game back. He knew no one else would blame him even if he didn't perform well as a midfielder but that wasn't the point.
Byron hit a sharp turn and started running faster, "I'm gonna become better, it doesn't matter if I do it as a midfielder or as a-"
Byron stopped running and started walking, he was out of breath but that wasn't why he stopped. "What do I want to accomplish here at Marion."