“Better to be second line here than traded to a dead end there,” Jean said. It took the smile off Connors’ face, but Jean wasn’t done. He gave a dismissive flick of his fingers and said, “I have heard enough about you to know you are no different from Penn State or Edgar Allan. You rely on size and aggression to win your games. It is easy and satisfying, and I have seen it all before. If I am to improve, I must try something new. This is the only team that matters.”
Neil would be so proud
