sign my card?
Nack bends down with a kindly-looking face.
card. I can only sign Pro-Jam
Blue Dot cards.
business card to the little boy.
Lately, it's gotten worse.
Do you know your name?
I uh... wait. Wait, here it
comes. I have it. My name is
Steve Remo. I play for the
(now on a roll)
You are my son. This pretty lady
is my wife. And you are...
Jerry nods encouragingly, presents his best "familiar" face.
And I gotta play this weekend,
Doc. If I play in 65% of the
games, I make my bonus.
This is his fourth concussion.
Shouldn't somebody get him to stop?
Come on -- it'd take a tank to
stop your dad. It would take all
into his soul... and all he sees is trash.
in the hallway. Devastated. Music.
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