Tournament Day 2 (1)

After a quick shower and some breakfast, the team left the motel and made their way back to the Academy. The mood was jolly, likely a result from their performances the day prior.

Ken and Steve got out of the red Silverado, heading towards the field they were playing on. Since it was the second day, only 6 teams with the best record had made it through to the single elimination round.

"You all good man?" Ken asked, his gaze moving to Steve's obviously fatigued figure.

Steve groaned in response, his knees buckling every now and then. Ken would have laughed if they didn't have to play a possible 3 games today.

"Steve, what's wrong with you?" Coach Wyatt's voice asked, prompting the two to look in his direction.

However, it was as if a switch was flipped. Steve suddenly stood up straight, puffing out his chest and letting out an awkward laugh. "Ha Haha, nothing coach! Just a little tired is all." He responded quickly.