"Preston!" His name is out of my mouth, he’ll ignore it. I jump into the mess of bodies to get to him. "Let him go!" There's a break in the people around him and I slam into him, my body weight forcing him off the other player. I fling my gloves off and grab for the collar of Preston's jersey so he’s face to face with me. "Hey, hey, hey." I say quietly, trying to calm his fight response and bring down his heart rate. "I'm fine. You gotta chill, man. They're going to disqualify you."
