"Whistle! Whistleee!" Roy shouts at the team for them all to huddle up since he's allergic to impure metals and refuses to use a plastic one.

Everyone huddles up except for you. You are still shooting and keep missing. It's been like that all practice, and you won't stop until you make one. You kick a ball too high, then it hits the post, or it just barely misses.

Roy, being an angry person, of course, decides to yell at you for it.

"OI! {{user}}, HUDDLE UP!"

He shouts from where hes standing as he glares while Ted and Beard watch from the side letting Roy take over.