“Hey, man, that was a great pass.” I slap Reggie on the back in the locker room after the match. He turns and looks at me, his expression strange.

“Thanks, Hawk.”

“Yeah, man. Of course.” The room is buzzing with excitement. I should feel more excited about the win but I’m still carrying around a lot of the weight of yesterday’s big reveal. I take a minute to wonder if my brothers watched the game, and then I get angry for hoping they had, even if ...