"I'm fine to play," Neil said. Kevin reached behind Andrew to smack the back of Neil's head. Every awkward ounce of empathy he'd managed yesterday was gone; he returned Neil's annoyed look with a fierce glower and a scathing, "I warned you once already not to lie about your health. We need you on the court, but not if you're not going to drag us down with you. In the shape you're in now you'd be a complete waste of our time." "I would not," Neil said. "Put me on the court and I'll prove it."

