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Another voice chimes in. “Do you think you need to make roster changes to keep up with teams like Houston?”

A muscle ticks in his jaw.

“This isn’t about personnel. This is about execution. We have the players we need. Now, it’s about making sure they play at the level they’re capable of.”

“Speaking of players,” another reporter cuts in. “There are rumors that you’ll be recruiting Bodhi Donovan to take the place of scrum half. Care to comment on that move?”

Graham exhales, glancing briefly toward Brooke, who gives a small nod.

“I can neither confirm nor deny those rumors at this time,” Graham says. “He’s a talented player and if we should be lucky enough to have someone with his skillset on this team, we’ll be stronger for it.”

I watch him from the sidelines, my chest tightening slightly.

Because this is Graham Callahan.

He’s not here to make excuses. He’s not here to shift blame.

He’s here to win.

And even though tonight didn’t go their way, he still believes this team is capable of more.

The questions start winding down. Brooke steps forward, signaling to the room.

“Last question,” a reporter calls out.

Graham nods.

“What’s the message to the fans after this loss?”

A beat of silence.

Then, slowly, Graham leans back in his chair.

“The message?” he repeats, eyes flicking toward the camera.

“This isn’t the end of the story,” he says. “It’s the beginning.”