Two people who can't stand each other are forced to share a bed, and the tension between them slowly turns into something neither expected. As old grudges and hidden feelings surface, a long-kept secret threatens to change everything between them.
Mateo! Coach? Mateo, let me go. Beg me.
Call me Teo. Teo. Okay. put your shirt on quick what's there to panic about someone reported you two got
into another fight coach we didn't seems the rumors are true I don't want to hear your excuses my office now you two are you dead set on tanking our entire season reason? Coach, I'm so sorry. It's been 10 years. Even two dogs would have learned to stop snapping at each other by now. Why do you two keep fighting? I'm actually trying to get along. No, you're not.
All right, all right. Cut the petty bickering. You two are the core of this team. You need to work together and get along. Otherwise, I won't write either of you a letter of recommendation. Don't do that, coach. That recommendation means everything to me. Caleb, you know Mateo's grandpa and dad were both pro surfers.
How am I supposed to explain his injuries to his family? What if we go with a different punishment instead? Punishment? For me? What kind of punishment?