Sonny Weaver Jr.:
Make me a deal, Tom, at six, and you get your boy wonder.
Tom Michaels:
What do you want?
Sonny Weaver Jr.:
I want my number ones back. All of 'em.
Tom Michaels:
That's crazy. Why would I give them back?
Sonny Weaver Jr.:
Because, at the end of the day, no one's the wiser, Tom. You haven't lost anything, and you get the quarterback messiah you've always wanted for $7 million less.
Tom Michaels:
[glancing at Walt]
Nah. No, I can't do it. I'd look like an idiot, like I panicked. You take him. You obviously don't want to. I'll stick with my draft picks.
Sonny Weaver Jr.:
Yeah, but you want him, Tom, don't you? Seahawks fans want a hero, and you denied 'em.
Tom Michaels:
Not that bad.
Sonny Weaver Jr.:
Don't lie to me. I checked all the Seahawks fan blogs and chat rooms. They're all calling for your head. Ever since you traded away Callahan, the barbarians are at the gate.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:37