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“Of course he did,” I said.

“Well you saw right through that, I forgot you were an athlete,” he teased. “Okay, he just wanted to point out areas I could improve in ... coaches are never happy, are they?” he sighed.

“Never,” I agreed. “Even after winning our grand final, Coach made us watch the game and work on our weaknesses!”

“Tell me about it,” he agreed. “So how are you, beautiful?” he asked. Beautiful. I would ride on that one for hours. Sigh.

“I am so good I could explode. I got the job!”

“Brooker, you legend!” The Russian exclaimed. He sounded genuinely excited for me. “I didn’t doubt it for a moment, so when’s your first broadcast?”

“In two weeks’ time, when the Suns take on the Minnesota Leopards, here.”

“That’s brilliant. Having your own team for the first game will help ease you into it too since you know all their moves and their names,” he said.

“True, probably why they picked it,” I said. “I hadn’t stopped to think about that.”

“I’d better get some good champagne for Friday night then, so we can celebrate,” The Russian said. He was adorable.

“Speaking of which, what can I bring?” I asked.

“How about dinner?” he said, then laughed. “Just joking. Just bring you, I’ve got it sorted. About seven-thirty?”

“Done. See you then and thanks for calling back.”

“Really pleased for you, Brooker, this is the beginning of something big,” he said.

Didn’t I know it, big was all around me at the moment, and there was something else big I wanted to get acquainted with too as soon as possible.


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