The Hillwood football club players were going through the training drills. Sweating profusely under the Hot as a furnace afternoon sun but they still kept going on. Coach Brooks had his jacket tied around his waist, soaking wet in his white T-shirt and matching white trunks, black shoes on his feet and as usual a whistle around his neck. At exactly three he blew the end of session whistle and you could see the look of happiness on the players faces and others took sighs of relief.
They gathered around the coach and staff forming a circle, their water bottles and towels at hand. Brooks was also drinking from his bottle.
"We have done enough for today" his eyes roved over them, taking his time to look at each of his boys, "We have nothing to prove unless maybe in the pitch tomorrow, am con
