Gemotions

He stared at the board, the names of the selected players for the hockey team. Liam wasn't there. He felt the familiar sting of failure. His parents had sacrificed so much for him to play. His teammates he had trained with since childhood. He hung his head, not wanting to face the inevitable. Then, Coach Peterson clapped him on the shoulder. “Liam, we had to make some tough choices. However, we're building a new line. You have a good head for the game. We want you on it.” The words were like a breath of fresh air. It was a chance to prove himself, to work alongside experienced players. A surge of energy coursed through him. He lifted his head, his eyes shining.