CHAPTER SEVENTY FIVE

"So young misus, you wanted to speak to the players, the floor is yours."

Patricia smiled excitedly. She immediately waved her hand at the players. "Hi and hello boys, as the coach has said I am…"

"We know who you are just get on with whatever blah blah blah you want to say to us, we have got some warm up to do." Victor said dismissively with scorn written all over his face.

However before Patricia could defend herself Anton Fagner chimmed in. "Hey young fela, slow down, that ain't no way to speak to a lady alright, be cool."

Immediately Victor contorted his lips and regretted it afterwards, not for cutting Patricia short, but for the fact that a star player like Anton Fagner perceived that he displayed bad attitude.

Victor nodded his head but didn't give any form of apology. His face was blue as he felt a ting of embarrassment.

"Okay." Patricia let out a sigh "I know this is my first time here in here before your game but in order for you players to dispell the idea or thought that m