“Your woman’s in fuckin’ labor. Get your game face on. This is it. Man up.” I was waiting for him to smack Luca across the face to pump him up. “Mad’s about to do work for you. She wants to crush your hand while she pushes? You let her. She wants ice chips? That’s on you. And when she’s sweaty and screaming at you, you tell her she’s the most beautiful goddamn woman you’ve ever seen. You will not pass out. You will not sit on the sidelines. She’s quarterbacking this game. You give her every damn thing she needs. Got it?”
