I went into the Echo Zone for a bit while watching practice the other day. I hadn’t been in a while. It was nice to stop by.
I discovered what I would later name the Echo Zone during a particularly long morning practice during my junior year of college. I was on the sideline watching 5 guys do god knows what, probably rehashing zone rotations for the 10th time that day, when I felt a yawn coming on. Continue reading “The Echo Zone”