"No, come on, not later. Now. Be there. You can read or whatever! Boo me or something but come on, watch me play. You never do." Harvey complained as he reached out and put his hands onto Edward's shoulder, leaning in closer than he honestly needed to. "Come and watch and afterwards, I'll treat you or something, yeah? You get the booze, I'll buy dinner and I'll get you a new book. Under 10 dollars."

Cause he only had 10 dollars so it was easy to set a limit. "You know you wanna come and cheer me on."

Was there anything in this world that could make Ed watch sports?