Thinking the coach would never blow his
whistle to end practice, Mason stood, hands on knees in goal. The
regular goalie was injured, so Mason had been drafted in his place.
“And wouldn’t you know it, they decided to practice kicking
penalties,” Mason muttered.
As had happened during the rest of the
afternoon, Mason received a couple of rebukes for inattention.
Things had gotten so bad in biology during the last hour of
classes, Mason thought he was going to be given detention. Normally
mammalian respiration would have held his interest, but there were
more important things to occupy his thoughts.
Finally, mercifully, the coach blew his
whistle, and Mason’s agony was over. He ran off the soccer field,
across the running track and into the locker-room.
After having a quick sho
