“Neil saw the Fox subs and Vixens celebrating at the edge of his vision but he couldn't take his eyes off Kevin to look at them. He and Kevin met on their way back to half-court and clacked their sticks together almost hard enough to hurt. Kevin's smile was fleeting but fierce. He didn't say anything, but he didn't have to. It was the first sign of approval Neil had gotten from him since they'd met and Neil felt it like an adrenaline boost.”
Kevin Day runs this motherfucking game and I’m tired of pretending he doesn’t. Get good or get OUT!!!
