"We both love football, well dad loved it more than I did but it was something we always did together. Roosevelt, me, his dad, and mine. And I don't know a little difference of opinion is good," Lincoln murmured, lifting his shoulders in a shrug with a small smile. Maybe it was because they were so different that was what kept them both together. Besides there was nothing Lincoln loved more than sitting in and watching a game with Roosevelt or going for a run, now that he was fit, with his friend. "It's more like we're brothers really."