Destiny's first nudge

"Come on coach, this is bullshit!" You thump the printed file down on Coach Miller's desk "You can't seriously be benching me over a typo?"

"I don't know what to tell you son," Coach shakes his balding head, his voice sympathetic but firm "Rules are Rules. This updated file says you're a female and I can't let a female train with the guys, our insurance won't cover it."

You groan, head in your hands, this must be Destiny's work somehow. She's messed up your paperwork to get you kicked off the team. If you can't play you'll lose your scholarship. You'll have to drop out. Probably end up working at Walmart. This can't be the fate Heaven has planned for you, surely?

"Okay, I appreciate this puts you in a difficult position," Coach tells you "but I think I might have a way to keep you in the program. You'll just have to switch to a different sport, at least until we get all this straightened out."

Another sport? That doesn't sound so bad. You love football but you can see yourself going in for track or swimming maybe. Whatever it takes to keep the door open. There's just one thing you need to know...