Gemotions

The baseball team’s dugout reeked of stale sunflower seeds and nervous energy. Coach Thompson adjusted his cap, the brim casting a shadow over his eyes. The season had begun and everyone had played, giving him plenty to assess. Today was the day to finalize the roster. He was ready.

He walked onto the field. He made his announcement calmly, his voice steady even though his heart thumped a quick rhythm. He knew this would be difficult, but he also knew his choices. He was prepared. The expressions on the players' faces shifted from hope to disappointment.

He watched the players who were cut, with a sympathetic look. He had done his work. He knew the team he wanted. He felt a deep sense of conviction. The team he had chosen stood around him. The season was beginning.