Kathleen Hope
“Did you hear that a new coach was coming to visit?”
I looked up as Ken sat down on the corner of my desk. “A new coach? Who’s transferring now?”
He shrugged. “No one as far as I know. Apparently, they are coming down to scout and give us some pointers on how to get better and win.”
I snorted. “We already know how to do that. Look at all the trophies in the case.”
“Be that as it may, Coach Hannalay was pretty pissed when we didn’t make nationals last season. I guess he figures that having some new blood might motivate the team and get us to nationals this year.”
I went back to writing in my notebook. “So why didn’t he tell us himself? Why the hush-hush?”
Ken picked up the magazine on my desk and thumbed through it. “I reckon he was going to at the next meeting. I only
