Neil’s clap backs in The Foxhole Court
“You’d better,” Neil said. “Put a leash on your pet monster or I will.”
“A frightened child like you?”
“Fuck you, cripple.”
Across the room Kevin’s face went white. “What did you call me?”
“I called you a deadweight has-been,” Neil said.
Andrew’s smile curved wider. “Ohhh, that sounds like a challenge. Mother may I?”
“Your mother’s dead. I don’t think she cares what you do.”
“Ouch,” Andrew said with a cold smile. “That’s judgmental.”
“I’m not going to apologize for thinking you’re being idiotic.”
“Take a number and get in line with the rest of this team. I won’t lose any sleep over it.”
“Don’t sleep. I’ll kill you.”
It was forever before Andrew answered in German. “That’s unexpected. Did no one tell you I hate surprises?”
“What makes you think I care?”
“I will ask you only once to tone down that animosity.”
“I can’t,” Neil said. “I have a bit of an attitude problem.”
“Palmetto State is a waste of his talents.” “Not as much as Edgar Allen was,” Neil said. Someone in the audience laughed, entertained by Kathy’s mouthy guest. “Your team’s ranked first? Congratulations and big deal. Maintaining a top position is far easier than starting over from the gutters. Kevin is doing that right now. He’s facing entirely new schools and learning to play with his less dominant hand. When he masters it, and he will, he’ll be better than you could ever have made him.
Everyone knows the only reason Palmetto qualified for this division is because of your coach.”
“Funny, I’m pretty sure that’s how Edgar Allen qualified.”
Aaron looked at Neil. “When were you going to tell us?”“
I wasn’t,” Neil said. “After everything I’ve put up with from you this year I figured I didn’t owe you any favors.”
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