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Awful nice of you to send such a thoughtful message. That ball’s already back over the fence. It’s my pleasure, really. Let your boy know that this old man can still kick like the best of em, and would have no trouble returning his rightful property.
Anytime, really.
If the boy ever does head up the field to test his ace leg out on the neighbouthood kids, make sure he asks for Will. That’s my son; dimmer than a sunken candle, but boy can he guard the old onion bag like Donnarumma himself. Maybe they’d get along!
Speaking of getting along, it’s not espresso for me anymore, heart can’t take it these days what with the Hanahaki acting up. That won’t stop me from finding any excuse to make a new friend, though. Call me the woker, because I’ll be taking mine decaf! Wife will be happy to see the back of me.
Next week suits great, talk then!
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