I was perturbed beyond all rationality when a girl strolled across the pitch - fucking strolled right through the training grounds. Irritated, I glared at her, feeling a rage inside of me that bordered on manic. This was how fucking bad this team was. The other students didn’t even care that we were training. Several of the lads shouted at her, but that only seemed to rile me up further. I didn’t understand why they were shouting at her. This was their fault.
