Noah rolled his eyes. "Don't fall in his trap, Jake. He just wants to use you for his own benefit."
"And what's wrong with that?" Dave questioned. "If anything, it's acknowledging his skills while also giving him a safe space to go to in the future."
I slowly nodded. "I think…I would be more inclined to pick a school depending on who is already there." I looked at Noah. "If you picked a college, I would definitely follow you." Without question. Four more years of playing with my best friend.
Noah rolled his eyes. "Don't say that. I'm not going to college. Even if I go undrafted, I think I would just take a more unconventional route to go pro."
"Mom and Dad would definitely be mad at you." Dave shook his head. "Why are you so against the college path? Look, I'm doing it. Zeke's doing it. So has Rhys. Heck, a lot of pros have. It's like being parallel to the minors if you ask me. Just with school on top."
Noah shrugged. "It's not what I want to do."
