Evan advanced towards him, a scowl on his face. "That wasn't cool, man. A lot of people were relying on that game. Their whole careers depended on it."
"Don't worry about that, Evan. I can still make sure they get scholarship. It was just a little prank, after all."
"Oh really?" he asked, his eyes narrowed with rage. "You thought it'd be funny to humiliate my team on their biggest night of the year? Really twisted sense of humor you got there, Craw. This was supposed to be a huge victory for them, and now they're just embarrassed."
"I wouldn't have done it, if you weren't being a *squee!*. I don't think they should worry, though. Some of them have a better chance of succeeding than they did before."
"Like I said, don't worry about it," he replied, his expression cold. "You probably wouldn't understand, anyways."
"Yes, you're being obnoxious. I'm going to make sure their futures are just fine, but right now you're just not understanding."
