Chapter 4
The game was good. Eeli felt his anger melting into his strong backhands. Patrik avenged those by making him run. They were both sore and exhausted as they finally wobbled to the showers.
“My f*****g knee,” Patrik said in the parking lot. “It feels like s**t again. Would you mind?”
Eeli grabbed the car keys souring through the air. “If you knew your knee can’t hold yet, why did you…Or was this because of me?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Patrik made himself comfortable in the car and adjusted the seat to gain more space. Eeli stretched over him and pulled the door shut. Maybe he gave Patrik one of his lizard stares because Patrik’s looked distressed.
“Listen, man. Don’t you start. Everything isn’t always about you. Maybe I shouldn’t have played so soon after m
