He ate while she reassured him that she hadn't meant it in a bad way, and he had to admit that she was right. He'd been in love with the sport since he was a teenager. He'd started playing and never looked back, "I'll have to start asking around...see what might be out there at the end of the season. It's more or less official. I haven't made a formal announcement yet to Kenmare, but all of the higher-ups know my decision."
Once he'd made his mind up on it there was no going back. He couldn't have another year of being in the hospital every other week. If he didn't quit while he was ahead something would happen and he'd have no other choice. This was the best option.