Chapter Ten
T
His Beautiful Game
Tess
he Founders' Cup sits on the table in the Halo back room,
but nobody's really looking at it anymore; that's a sure sign
the night is going well.
It arrived with us two hours ago when we all piled off the bus
back into town, the boys insisting we go directly to Halo to
celebrate the right way. Someone carried it in from the bus and set
it down in the middle of the table. For about forty-five minutes it
was the center of everything: photographs and speeches and Jamie
doing his thing with it that will definitely be a GIF by morning. But
now it's just sitting there, gold and slightly battered-looking, while
the team gets on with the real business of celebrating a win: getting
shit-faced drunk and partying hard.