Princes of New York | Mat Barzal

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One night in the middle of July, Mat and I were laying on the couch watching tv with Mat's dad. The two of them were talking about when Mat and I go back to New York for the start of the season. "I have camp beginning mid-August and then preseason starts at the end of September. But I should probably make sure this one is home for Sophia's birthday bash." He says, looking at me and winking. "You remembered!" I say, sitting up a little. "Of course, I did." He says, tickling my foot. "You don't have to take me back for that, though. "Well considering we were both invited, we probably should." Mat says. "So you would probably need to catch a plane back on somewhere around like August 10th?" Mat's dad says. "Something like that." Mat says, looking at something on his phone. "I can't believe that's in a month." I muse. "The summer flew by." I add. "The summer's not over yet." Mike chimes in. "Speaking of, what do you want to do tomorrow?" Mat asks. "Whatever you want to do." I say. "How about breakfast and a hike?" Mat asks. "Sounds good to me!" I say. We sit there for a while more before Mat announces that he's going to bed.