”
The entitled man behind him muttered, “Brandy, come here.”
Brandon braced himself.
“What’s your name?”
Grandpa then asked, “So your grandfather wore this?”
“Every match.”
“And you carry it around?”
Brandon nodded. “He was the only person who ever made this club feel like more than football.”
Grandpa finally touched the faded fabric.
Then, instead of accepting continue reading …