Looking at the game tickets in his hand, Reeves couldn't help but shout, "God!"
The therapist massaging Roger chuckled, "That's right, you just got two game tickets from God. In Atlanta, you ask God to make anything happen for you."
"Thank you, Roger. I'll give it my all tomorrow night!"
Reeves left excitedly, and Roger continued to enjoy the massage.
Tomorrow night, Reeves would bring his parents to watch the game live. Because he was only a second-round pick, he felt embarrassed to directly ask Pete Babcock for tickets, so he asked Roger for help.
Roger didn't refuse his little brother, believing this could keep Reeves, who had few opportunities to play, motivated in training.
As for whether Reeves would get to play tomorrow night or make any impact, Roger wasn't too concerned.
For tomorrow night's game, Roger needed to prepare for the worst.
He trusted his teammates but knew he could not completely rely on their performance.
