Double Or Nothing
“She barely recognized the person in the Tiger Cubs practice uniform peering out with anxious eyes from the shiny blue Cubs helmet. It had been awhile since she’d worn a helmet, and she’d forgotten how heavy they were, and how hot her head felt with one on. She was already sweating! But having the uniform and helmet on also felt great. This helmet was fancier than the battered old thing she’d worn last year, back in Massachusetts—it had some sort of gel padding that was supposed to mold to your head.
Coach Kenerson had sought her out at lunch and told her it was okay to suit up—for today, anyway. The athletic director had told him to tell her this, but said he might have to take it up with the school board. Great.
Her pads were a little too big for her shoulders and shifted a bit. She’d signed up for the right pads for her height and weight, she was sure, but her shoulders were probably narrower than an average boy of her size. Whatever. They’d have to do.
It wasn’t like she was the sm...allest kid trying out by any means.MoreLess
Coach Kenerson had sought her out at lunch and told her it was okay to suit up—for today, anyway. The athletic director had told him to tell her this, but said he might have to take it up with the school board. Great.
Her pads were a little too big for her shoulders and shifted a bit. She’d signed up for the right pads for her height and weight, she was sure, but her shoulders were probably narrower than an average boy of her size. Whatever. They’d have to do.
It wasn’t like she was the sm...allest kid trying out by any means.MoreLess
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