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He didn’t have a championship ring. He didn’t have a college scholarship. He didn’t have a highlight reel.

“I’ve been here thirty-two years. You know how many of those trophies were won by kids who went pro?” loossers

And that, he decided, was enough.

He walked to the far end of the field, where the goalpost rusted and the track was cracked. He sat on the grass and watched the lights of the gymnasium flicker off, one by one. The janitor, an old man named Sal who’d worked at the school since before Leo was born, came out with a bucket of soapy water and a mop. He didn’t have a championship ring

Leo shook his head.

Sal smiled, revealing a missing tooth. “It is now.” one by one. The janitor