Caleb's POV

"Man, you need to relax," I said, tossing the ball back toward Dre. “We literally just played a full game yesterday, be grateful coach even let us breathe today."

Dre caught it and shook his head.

"Easy for you to say," he muttered. "You weren't the one getting cooked out there."

The guys around us laughed.

Someone threw a towel at Dre from across the field, and he ducked it badly, which made everyone laugh harder.

It was that kind of morning, loose and easy, just a light ...