Chapter Three: Starting from the Team Nobody Bet On

Nick laughed like a man climbing out of cold water. Marcus removed his headset and said, “One. We still have a long way to go.” Outside the arena, a few fans who had been passing by stopped to ask who Harbor Wolves were. And on the post-game clips, the headlines started changing by degree: “Caleb Miller Finally Looks Like a Midlaner Again” “Harbor Wolves Stun Europe” “Was NA Wrong About This Team?” Caleb looked at those lines and said nothing. He knew it still wasn’t enough. But at least the world had started reading his name correctly again.