Kane’s POV
After practice ends, where Coach punished Dalton, Montaine, and I so badly, that I can barely walk, I strip out of my sweat soaked uniform and head for the showers.
The whole team is subdued, the others also suffering from coach’s anger at us, just by association. I feel like s.hit, my actions affected my damn team, and if I don’t make it right, if Dalton and I get benched? We could be responsible for the team losing this season.
‘I think my legs are about to fall off’ Dalton mutters beside me as we trudge our way to the administration building dejectedly.
‘Be thankful it was suicides and not getting benched’ I reply glumly.
The defenceman nods, ‘true’ he grunts, ‘feel a little sorry for Montaine, I think he was about to cry by the time we got off the ice.’
I snort, ‘he wa
