"Moving on, let's talk about the men's division. Before you start Robin, I am aware of the lack of signing of other veterans. You can go ahead and extend Marshall's contract till the end of the year. While he is obviously out of shape, he can still put up a decent match. So, I don't have any objections to it," Mr. Gibson forestalled Robin's complaints and let out a huge sigh.
"These old bastards are thinking of me as a fool. Whenever I want to talk to them about the contract, they open their lion's mouths and want to gobble me up. If they are not going to think about long years of friendship and treat me as an outsider, I am going to do the same to them," Mr. Gibson harrumphed angrily.
"So, those old coots are still sitting high on the mountain eh?" Mr. Wolfe chuckled.