The mood in the locker room was beyond dreary and depressing. the whole team sat there in full gear as the coach yelled and said they were pathetic. Kristy was pressed tight against Adam's the team turned on him.
"Coach Stanson knew everything about us they were ready for us" Julie said.
"All you do is drive around in convertibles or talk to the press and sign autographs" Luis said.
"Or hanging with the Iceland lady we saw you two last night" Fulton said dropping the bomb.
"Eatting ice cream with the enemy huh coach" Dead said. The whole team looked at Gordon almost begging him to deny it.
"Hey what I do is none of your business is that clear?" coach said. Everyone was clearly upset by that and they started to take their pads off.
"Don't take those pads off. We have practice now" coach said. It was the worse practice they ever had. Gordon had them do sprints over and over he also split Adam and Kristy up spending them to opposite sides of the line.
Over and over he pushed them. Finally Charlie went up to him.
"You know this isn't very much fun coach."
"Who said it was supposed to be fun?" coach asked.
"You did, when you coached the ducks" Charlie replied.
"I don't see any ducks here Charlie all I see is team USA one loss away from elimination" coach said. Then Gordon looked at the whole team.
"20 more sprints come on lets go, line up come on I'll keep you here all night if I have to. Line up Charlie."
That night Kristy hardly made it to the bed she was so sore and tired she passed out and right before sleep claimed her she remembered Adam wasn't there.
No one could stay awake in class that day. Thankfully Ms. Mckay cancelled their practice. Instead of sleep they all went to the practice field to work-out.
"I say mutiny who's with me?" Goldberg asked.
"Goldberg I'm to tired to mutiny" Dwayne said.
"Come on guys it's not like we couldn't use the conditioning" Kristy said.
"Speak for yourself babe" Dean said.
"Her's names Kristy not babe" Adam spoke up.
"Don't tell me how to talk rich boy" Dean replied shoving Adam. Quickly Kristy stepped between them.
"Enough! You don't ever call me that again, and you, thank you for the respect but cool the temper" Kristy said pointing at Dean and Adam who both looked like they felt bad.
"Hey team USA what are you going to do today? A million jumping jacks?" some kid yelled at them.
"This kids crazier than I am. Now look Fulton..." Dead said starting another fight already. However the kid wasn't giving up.
"I'm sick of seeing team USA getting represented by a bunch of whining babies."
"To bad you can't back up that mouth" Jesse said.
"If my boys were here we'd show you."
"I don't see no boys" Jeses fired back.
"I gotta them waiting grab your gear and lets go play some school yard puck. Or maybe you forgot what it's like to play for real pride." A guard started to drag the kid away.
"Come on you coming or not it's not to far." They all looked at each other and then shrugged.
"What could it hurt?" Charlie said. So the team packed up their gear and followed the kid to the school yard. The kids older brother looked mad and mean.
"My little brother Russ said you guys been choking big time."
"Well your brothers got a big mouth" Jesse said then the whole team backed up.
"He does doesn't he" the guy said as Russ smiled and shrugged.
"So we called ya'll to see what you got."
"Yeah we know you can talk to the press and sign autographs and stuff" Russ said.
"We can do more than that" Luis said back.
"Yeah well we can teach you to play like the real team USA" the older brother said.
"Yeah what would you know about it?" Dean asked.
The other team just grinned.