Matthew Rader leaned on the pull tab lottery machine, kinda felt like tearing it from the wall.
“Saturday?”
Chuck Padda read Matthew’s expression, felt the inflection.
“Don't tell me you can't do Saturday. We need you. No subs for the championship, which you know.”
“My father’s surgery is Friday. I didn't think we had a chance to beat Dunleavy’s. I won't be back. Chuckie I'm…”
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