"Hey pops, whatcha up to?" asked his son, Johnathan.
"Nothing, Johnnie, just resting up. What do you need?"
"Bill said he wanted to talk to the staff about the game this Sunday. He seems serious. Thought you should know."
"When does the meeting start?" Robert questioned.
"In about 45 minutes. Are you coming? I can tell him you won't be able to make it."
"No, no. I'll be there shortly." he sighed.
"All right, pops, see ya there."
Robert hung up the phone and had risen from his chair. He walked through the doorway and picked up his coat from the hook on the wall. He began walking through the hallway that led to the door. On the walls were pictures, idolizing his greatest moments. He looked right, and saw him next to Coach Bill Belichick lifting the Lombardi Trophy in 2002. He looked left and saw him and Quarterbacks Tom Brady and Ryan Mallett at the team party from last season. Robert continued to walk, until he came to a small table before the door. On the table, there was a picture of him and a woman. This woman had meant the world to him. She made him happy, each and every day. Myra. At that moment, Robert remembered a promise. A special promise he had made to his lost wife a month before she passed. "Two more, honey. To more for you and me. Two more for Boston. Two more for New England."
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