Page 61 of Redeeming Heart
“Sasha broke someone’s nose and people hate her for it.” I caught Hailey’s quirked eyebrow.
“It’s not about throwing a punch. It was because I walked away and cost my team the champion.”
Her silence was almost suffocating because Hailey wasn’t someone who was lost for words.
“The world will always reject people who decide to be different and stand up for themselves. There’s nothing much we can do about their opinions. We just have to paddle through it and follow what makes us happy.”
We dropped Jonah off before meeting up with the girls.
I had a bad feeling when we arrived and noticed all the cars in the parking lot. I grabbed my stuff from Hailey’s rental and headed over to the field where I found the girls. They didn’t seem much thrilled and I understood their frustration when I found a boy’s hockey team practicing on our field.
I walked up to the coaches and found them standing among the other coaches from the boy’s team.
“What are they doing here?” I asked coach Peterson, ignoring the other teams’ coaches.
“Apparently, they have rights to be here.” Coach Peterson answered.
“So, do we. Are we just going to let them push us aside because the boy’s team is more important than a bunch of girls?” I questioned, feeling my rage surging.
“They are winners while your team has only won one match so far.” A coach from the other team commented.
“We can take them,” Clarissa said. Coming forward with determination and a bit of arrogancy.
The coach dared to laugh at us and I felt his sexism grazing my skin like a parasite.
“Not in this lifetime, honey.”
I saw anger flaring in her eyes, but she decided to take a step back and let me handle this—not that it was a good decision because I hated how the world divided us.
As women, we will never be taken seriously because all they see are a pair of breasts and ass to grab. They don’t see our potential and what it takes to come out on top.
“Then I challenge your team of so-called winners to a friendly match.”
I sensed coach Peterson shuffling awkwardly around on his feet behind me.
“Why would I do that?” He asked with a smug smile but his eyes were a dead giveaway that he was nervous.
“Your team will get free marketing and they will get a chance to squash us in the open.”
Not like I believed that would happen, but I had to get him to agree because if we win them, we can finally be recognized and given a chance to get sponsorships.
My team came over to stand beside me when the boy's team walked up to us.
“What’s happening coach?” The captain of the team asked.
“The girls here are you challenging you to a game. They think they can take you.” Their coach explained.
“Hell, yeah. We can take them without a doubt.” Tammy said with determination.
We weren’t being cocky or ignorant by challenging them to the game. We knew what it took to be the best and girls over generations have played and proven to be worthy even if the sports turned a blind eye.
He walked up to me, closing the distance, and stood right in front of me. Trying to read me or intimidate me, I wasn’t too sure, but I didn’t back away.
“Sasha-lee Adams,” He noted.
“The most hated hockey player in the world.”
“You’ve got guts coming out here and challenge us or you are just dumb.”