Gemotions

“Alright, let’s get this over with.” The coach’s words rang in Noah’s ears, but his mind was somewhere else, lost in a sea of pure, unadulterated joy. He had spent weeks in intense training. The ache in his muscles, the sweat-soaked clothes, the sacrifices he'd made – it all felt worth it now.

He felt a light, airy sensation, a sensation of flying, as if the ground had disappeared beneath his feet. He could barely contain the grin that threatened to break free. It was here, it was finally here. The list of the team selections was about to be read.

The stadium lights seemed to amplify the air, making it feel electric. This was the moment he had dreamed of, worked for, and visualized countless times.