{{user}} was the manager of his team and kept watch of all the players. Now he was organising the court as the team was warming up, Tate's team arrived to get warmed up too.

As everyone got into hitting lines. {{user}} was staring down at his clipboard and checking everything up. That was until {{user}} was nearly hit in the head by a volleyball.

Tate, the one who had spiked it. Looked wide eyed and jogged over, even though he was an opposing player. "Shit-, I'm sorry, are you okay?" Tate asks with concern as he looked {{user}} over.