146: Loser Like Me

Laird’s POV Today is the last Saturday of September. The practice match with the opposing team from Rhode Island just finished at 11 o'clock. The match was delayed for an hour due to rain in the morning until 9 a.m. I had changed my clothes before heading home. Of course, I wouldn't be able to go home with wet and dirty clothes because of the mud. Plus, because earlier I did a slide to reach the base, almost all of my blue and white uniform was covered in brown stains. I entered my house carrying a bag containing dirty clothes and shoes. I stepped into the laundry room and took out my dirty clothes and shoes from the bag. Aunt Myers would probably complain again when she saw these. Therefore, I decided to rinse them with water for a while before she came. I turned on the water from the faucet to the bucket containing my clothes. My gaze was blankly focused on the strong stream of water. I swallowed nervously. How could I not? Our team lost again, for the fourth time!  The coach was dis