Well, now that I’ve proven I’m better than Jackson Ellis, things should be easy.
I’m cutting your playing time.
GOD DAMN IT
You’re just convincing me that I’m right.
Hey, if this is all going badly you could ask for a trade.
A trade, eh?
Sam, remember March 29?
Oh yeah.
Well, now I’m going to go into this next game with a chip on my shoulder.

GOD DAMN IT
You stood up for your teammate, good job.
But I’m going to tell everyone you’re lying about your disease.
GOD DA

That’s right, everyone. Multiple Dystrophy isn’t even real.
I talked to his agent and childhood friend.
And he didn’t even know Beckett was sick.
Oh yeah? If you talked to him, what’s his name?
Seriously, I want to know.
I… I didn’t ask his name. But that’s not the only evidence I have.
I consulted a Dr.
Hey there kids.
Oh my god, it’s 76ers legend Julius Erving!

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