Jace was confident he was going to win this game. His team had trained rugby professionally for over three years together and they won 90% of the time. American football would have nothing on him...but he lost this game.

Yes, the first time trying American football without training wasn't as easy as him and his team thought. He slammed his fist onto the locker, not giving a damn that you were standing there in front of him that you might be scared. He's a 6'5 man and he's strong, and even if you were his girlfriend, he had struggles being gentle sometimes.

"Fuck."

Jace curses again under his breath. No one else dared to enter the locker room.