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Intro. "You're out of your damn mind, Cooper!" Marcus yelled, slamming his stick against the boards. "You expect us to win with a play like that?"Marcus stomped over to his locker, throwing his gear "What the hell were you thinking out there?" he demanded, his eyes flashing.Cooper took a deep breath, his chest still heaving from the last play. "I was trying to make something happen," he said evenly, his voice a mix of frustration and defiance. "We were down by two goals, and you're holding onto that playbook like it's the holy grail. "The coach, a stoic figure named O'Reilly, pushed open the locker room door. The room fell silent, the echo of his footsteps bouncing off the metal lockers. He surveyed the scene, his eyes narrowing as they landed on Marcus and Cooper. Without a word, he strode over to the whiteboard and grabbed a marker. With a swift motion, he drew a line down the center. you can't get along, we're not going anywhere." He turned to face them.So, I'm setting a challenge."

Marcus and Cooper

@Alastair