Fresh Cut, Fresh Start (d2 - EM)

[Redmane]

Redmane sighed heavily and then added, "You been talking that tournament for weeks now, this a real thing?"

[Dapper Dog]

Tyrese said, "I showed you the Facebook page, it's real... winner of the tournament gets five large. Could get me noticed for real on the pro circuit, bruh, did you even read it?"

[Redmane]

Redmane frowned as he cut and looked at Tristan it was obvious that he didn't fully understand or grasp the concept of this video games as sports thing. He just said aloud, "Now you know I barely check them face books, I am lucky to get my computer to turn on right."

[Tristan]

"Time changes everything - we know that better than most, don't we?" Tristan asked, inclining his head towards Red.

"Just because things are different doesn't mean they're wrong. Try to think of it like this, lots of people watch professional football, which is really just other people playing a game. Sounds like Tyrese is just a different kind of football star for a new generation, " he said with a shrug.

"If I were good enough, I'd give it a go," he started with a chuckle, "let's just say there's a reason I stick to running."

[Redmane]

Redmane nodded and said, "I guess... just don't make much sense to me but maybe if you don't give me reason to regret this I can cover your entry fee, Ty... but I better not hear nothin' bout skippin' no school."

[Dapper Dog]

Tyrese looked at Tristan and then back to Red and said, "For real?"

[Redmane]

Redmane nodded, "You know I say what I mean."

[Tristan]

"Now that sounds like a deal to me," he said, looking to Red.

"You don't seem like the type who feels a need to bind these things, but I'm happy to help if you want to," he said, offering his services to seal the pledge.

[Redmane]

He cracked a smile and said, "No, this is between two men and if he respects that don't need to be more formal than that. Besides it's time for him to get out to the bus."

Tyrese looked at his phone and nodded and got his bag and said, "Dat's real talk, see you later." They share a brief is elaborate handshake and the youth departed.

"So besides getting a fresh look what brings you to the shop?"

[Tristan]

"To offer my help, if you've need of it, and to offer my respect either way. I'm down from Chicago to attend the festival - the king sends his regards," Tristan said, dipping his head slightly to the older man