CHAPTER TWELVE PRESSURE RONDE WAS REALLY ENJOYING PRACTICE FOR a change. Instead of trying to impress all his coaches and teammates—which never ended up working, it seemed—he was just having fun. It was sort of like playing on Mews Hill Drive—the results didn’t count in the standings. Besides, it...
The noise suddenly silenced a locker room full of worried murmurs. Taking one look at his teammates’ faces, Ronde burst out, “What in the world was that?” as he flung his hands wide. “Was that football? I don’t think so!” Kids were looking at one another guiltily. “It’s not just one or two of us....
He was sitting at his usual spot, on the bench in the locker room. Surrounding him were his Hidden Valley Eagles teammates, all of them hooting and hollering, psyching themselves up for the game against the Blue Ridge Bears. The game hadn’t started yet. It wouldn’t start for another ten minutes, ...