The gang is all there, at the Jazz game, laughing and ribbing the new guys a bit. Hood gets a steal, motors to the other end of the floor, finds an open man, then get the board and drains an 18 foot floater. The bench, and all the Jazz guys goes nuts. Faves on his feet, high fiving Gobert, then Neto. Yelling at Hood as he runs back upcourt.
Favors feels the vibration as a text hit his phone:
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Favors takes out his cell, thumbs the password.
Hayward: Hey buddy, that last play was awesome!
Favors: Yeah booooiiiiii!
Hayward: Let Hood know I'm expecting that out of him all season
Favors: Trust me, he knows that from all of us. Gonna be awesome this year.
Hayward: Wish I could be there. The camera keeps showing you guys together.
Favors: Nah, you got that wrong bro. You where you need to be. How's she doing? She a Rocky Mountain Review fan yet?
Hayward: Yeah I guess. She dumped a load on that last dunk from Cooley. I'm trying to get out of changing the diaper now.

Favors: Yeah. You gotta get your hands dirty sometime. LOL
Hayward: Yeah, don't I know it. Say hi to errbody for me.
Favors: You got it.
See, Hayward is part of the family.