"Where is Steve and Ken?" Coach Wyatt asked, a hint of panic in his voice. To be missing their battery so close to the game starting was not ideal.
"I think they went to warm up on their own." Latrell replied, shrugging.
The coach didn't seem at ease with this answer and pointed to Latrell, "Go and find them quickly, we don't have time to waste." He commanded before beginning to pace.
Since it was the final game, they were on the largest field, yet the seats were already filled to the brim. In fact, people even lined up around the cage since there wasn't enough room in the seating area.
Coach Wyatt looked into the crowd and saw a few familiar faces of scouts that had already approached him over the past few days. His nerves increased, turning his attention back to Latrell's retreating figure.
'Why now of all times?' He thought.
Back in the clearing near the parking lot, Ken and Steve were beginning to wrap things up.
