Hey, Nick. What’s up?
The sky.
I saw your mom and dad in the lobby.
Yeah, they never leave. It’s annoying.
I think they were arguing.
Why you say that?
’Cause your mom wasn’t talking, and your dad didn’t look happy.
He never looks happy.
True. I was gonna come earlier, but my mom said you needed your rest.
What I need is some real food.
True.
Pernell’s an idiot. I shoulda done something.
. . .
. . .
Sorry about that tackle. I was going for the ball.
Yeah, I know. I woulda scored. We woulda won.
I don’t think so.
You got booked?
Yeah, ref threw me out.
Sorry about that.
How’s the stomach?
It’s feeling better. The food’s disgusting.
That sucks.
Yeah . . . How’d you get here?
My dad.
Really?
Yeah, he’s coming to the Dallas Cup.
. . .
Sorry you can’t come, Nick.
Good luck.
I’ll bring you something back.
Bring me a jersey or a ball.
I’ll get my dad to buy us some swag. Definitely.
Coby, you miss him a lot?
Not really. We talk all the time, and I see him every summer.
Oh.
I know it’s kinda hard right now, but you’ll get used to it.
. . .
Hey, Man U is playing Arsenal. Let’s watch.
Can’t.
Huh?
Can’t watch TV, uh, right now.