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There are moments in sports history that transcend wins and losses.

That are remembered not for a final score or a play on a highlight reel,

but because they meant something more in the grand scheme of things.

Moments that opened doors.

And in our daily lives, we have our own defining moments

that change the course of our own history.

Sometimes the door is there. And the question is:

"Do we have the courage to step through?"

There are no active gay football players, not one,

or in any major sport, and I ain't about to be the first.

I want to spend the rest of my days loving you.

Just when I start to move on with my life.

I can't go through it again.

- I want out. - Of football?

No.

Of the closet.

Anybody have anything to say?

Because now would be the time to do it, gentlemen.

What's there to say? We have a gay player.

His personal life is not our business.

Yes, except that this player wants to make his personal life public.

- Public how? - He's already told his family

and now he wants to take the next step. He wants to tell the team.

And the world.

- There's no way this could be contained. - No way.

Right. He realizes that.

I don't know if you've paid attention,

but our offense has gone into meltdown the last few weeks.

- We're trying to court a new owner. - Got a meeting with Mark Cuban.

Player should wait until after the season.

All right, it's just another distraction and frankly, it's a matter of timing.

Okay, I'm sorry if it's bad timing for the team,

but this is happening.

Okay, the only question is, "How are you gonna handle it?"

Are you authorized to give us the name of this player?

- I am. - It's TK, isn't it?

Joke. Right?

Yes.

So,

whatever we say here stays here between us, right?

Red 100. Set, hut.

- There you go. - Good.

Rex, come on, man.

Ain't no chemistry, Toes.

It's like a science experiment that's supposed to go boom

and you just make it fizzle out.

Why don't you make yourself useful? Grab towels for guys

that are running body parts other than their mouth.

Yo, Rex.

Next time you pass it, throw me the rocket.

- I got longer arms. I'll catch that. - You know what? I need to take five.

Something I said?

Come on, let's go.

Let's go. Pick it up.

Let's go.

Dani.

Hey.

Sorry about how I reacted the other night, losing my temper.

I just...

You

- caught me off guard with that one. - No, no.

You were right. I totally sandbagged you

and that's unfair, so...

Listen, I just wanted to tell you.

I'm involved with someone.

How involved?

I don't know.

It's open.

- Hi. - Hey.

Caffeine. You are my savior.

I'm trying to get ready for this meeting. Help me decide what to wear.

- What do you think? - The one on the left.

- It's more conservative business-like. - Oh, then this one.

Listen, Butterscotch, after I unload the team,

I'm gonna go away for a little while.

Where?

Paris.

I'm starting my own clothing line. Hooked up with a designer there.

So you're "leaving" leaving?

Don't be sad. I'll only be gone for a few months.

Probably.

Here, button me.

I'll miss you.

I'll miss you too.

Although, I have a crazy idea.

Do you have a passport?

So... first gay pro-football player.

Congratulations.

Thank you, I guess.

Now, I'm sure Mr. Careles has told you that my expertise

is in crisis management and public relations.

I don't have to tell you, this is one of the biggest sports stories of the decade,

but if we handle it right, control the narrative,

you'll come out on the other side in one piece, your career unaffected,

a hero to many.

Now, I don't wanna be a hero, Mr. Purlman.

I just wanna get through this as painlessly as possible.

So, Glenn, what's our first step?

Well, here's a potential timeline.

In the next 72 hours, we do a friendly sit-down.

You know, Barbara Walters, Anderson Cooper.

Right before the interview, I mean minutes before,

we hold a team meeting so the players don't feel sandbagged.

And if we've laid the groundwork right,

the players, they'll have no choice but to publicly rally around you, Rex,

or look like lousy teammates.

There's gonna be some ugly things written, tweeted, blogged.

No doubt, there's gonna be yahoos out of the woodwork on this, all right?

But it will pass.

We just make our case, ride it out

and wait for people to move on to the next shiny object.

In the interim, we'll need to get you a driver,

set up a security perimeter around your house, the practice facility.

Is that really necessary?

Well, it's just a precaution,

you know, until all of the media attention dies down.

Right, guys?

We prepare for the worst and then hope to be pleasantly surprised.

All right. Ladies and gentlemen, buckle your seatbelts and hang on to your hats

because the next 72 hours,

we're gonna make history.

Well, I know that that was a lot to take in.

You sure that you wanna move forward with this?

- You wanna talk to Jim? - No, he's onboard.

We're doing this, doc, come hell or high water.

Okay. Then you need to decide on a potential ally from the team,

someone that you can talk to before all of this breaks,

someone that you trust.

I've got it narrowed down.

Man, it's a great idea, you know? A little T. Rex time.

Because I was, you know, a little upset about how the first date ended.

With a bang.

Not the kind I'm used to.

Overcooked? Send it back.

I'm not really that hungry.

TK, actually, I brought you here to talk to you. How do I say this?

Oh, my God. Rex Evans and Terrence King.

I told my girlfriends it's you guys and they didn't believe me.

I said, "That is sexy Rexy."

That's for you

in case you ever get a little lonely.

Guess she's not into wide receivers.

Anyway, what were you saying?

I'm gay.

And I'm white.

TK,

I'm gay.

I just hope you don't think that this is like a "date" date.

No, I know that.

Why are you laughing? Not attracted to me?

No. Actually, I'm not.

How? Impossible. You've seen me naked.

TK, I have a boyfriend who I love very much.

Why are you telling me this now?

Because I'm tired of living in the closet.

And I'm coming out in the next few days, publicly.

- To the press. - Yes.

Why would you do something so stupid?

Look, Rex, I get it, you're a tough guy.

I've seen you take hits in the pocket that are vicious,

but this is like you going outside that looking for a beatdown.

Look, you have always been straight with me.

Now, I'm asking you to support me in the locker room and in the press.

You got some damn nerves.

Doing this whole macho-man act, making me go out there and shoot stuff

and being a colossal douchebag to me.

I just came out of rehab. What sort of support did I get from you?

Right. I did not support you the way I should have and I apologize for that.

Oh, thank you. Appreciate that.

But you have no clue what sort of struggle I went through

- with no support from my teammates. - That's exactly why I'm coming to you.

I know you understand struggle.

Part of the reason I've been such a douchebag

is because I've been living this miserable lie

pretending to be somebody I'm not.

And I'm done with it.

Can you believe the gargantuan gall of this dude?

I mean, to ask for my support after the way he's treated me?

He's barking up the wrong wide receiver.

And when the locker room gets ahold of this, this dude is on his own.

Believe you me. And don't ask me who he is, either.

Much as I don't like him, I'm not gonna give that up.

Isn't there some way that you can support your teammate

in his hour of need?

Let me explain something to you.

If I take a stand, that puts me in the middle of controversy alley,

worse than being in the middle of Kristie Alley.

I need the support of my fans, talk radio, and the locker room.

I'm gonna keep my straight and narrow ass

on the straight and narrow and he can put his ass wherever he likes.

All right, well, it's Kirstie, not Kristie.

But that's neither here nor there.

Sometimes, doing the right thing ain't always the easy thing.

I feel you.

And he's gonna do what he gotta do.

And I respect his guts. I do.

- But I got my own battles to fight, doc. - Right, but so does he.

And as you know,

it's a lot easier fighting a battle when you are not fighting it alone.

Mr. Cuban, you have acquired a sizable stake in the Hawks

which obviously leads us to wonder what your intentions are for the future.

First of all, call me Mark. Second...

I don't wanna buy the Hawks anymore.

Why not? They're a great team.

I decided to get into baseball.

So then what are your intentions?

Six months ago, my friend Marshall, your daddy, came to me for a favor.

He needed the cash,

I agreed to buy the stadium and a few other accessories

to the tune of $250 million.

Mark, as you know, no potential buyer is gonna touch this franchise

unless those accessories are a part of the sale.

That's not my problem.

Like I said, I'm in for the 250.

Well, then let's cut to the chase, Mr. Cuban.

How much do you want?

I don't wanna screw the Hawks.

Marshall made some promises about a return on my investment...

so $500 million sounds fair.

I'll be in town for the next three days. Y'all decide how you wanna proceed.

Gentlemen.

Milady.

Oh, and, Mr. Careles, give me a call.

Hey.

- Hey. - I had something canceled tonight.

Dinner?

Maybe.

- You okay? - Yeah. Yeah, just work stuff.

So something is going on, but you can't talk about it with a nosy reporter.

Well, I like what you and I have going here.

Whatever it is.

Look,

given what you do and what I do, I think we should put up a fire wall.

Don't ask, don't tell.

For now. Is that cool?

Now that we got that figured out, dinner?

Can we play it by ear?

Sorry. I really want to. I just have so much to do.

- That you can't talk about. - Oh, man.

No, I get it. Just don't give the scoop to someone else

or I'm coming after you, Donnally.

I get hungry around 7.

I'll call you by then.

- What are you doing? - Nothing.

If it's nothing, why slam your computer shut?

Reflex. You startled me.

This is your problem in life. You are a terrible liar.

Hey. For your information, I have a great job offer in Europe

- for the next six months. - A job? Doing what?

Being a personal assistant for Juliette Pittman.

Wait, are you saying you're dropping out of high school?

- Does Mom know about this? - Not yet.

I'm not dropping out of high school. I'm finishing my classes online.

Ray Jay, that girl is bad news.

- Wait, are you two together? - No.

I don't know. Okay, look, it's a huge opportunity for me.

I'm going.

So stop judging me and don't tell Mom.

I'm waiting till I get the details worked out.

Details for what?

Résumé-building opportunities.

Like what?

Internships, second semester.

- Give me that computer. - Wait, why?

Open the computer and please go to TMZ.com.

- Okay. - Hurry.

- What does it say? - "Hawks are about to get feathers ruffled

as one of their star players prepares to fly out of the closet."

There's a gay player on the Hawks who's about to come out?

Well, apparently, we have a leak.

TMZ, The Enquirer, every tabloid is running with the rumor.

- Right. How did this happen? - Well, Rex did say he told another player.

Yes, but I do not believe that that player would have gone to the press.

Look, I've scheduled an interview with Anderson Cooper 48 hours from now.

We gotta keep this thing from blowing up until then, okay?

In the meantime, anybody with connections to a reporter at SportsCom?

That's apparently where this story first broke.

SportsCom.

Noelle Saris works there, no?

You think I'm the leak?

Unless she was snooping around while you were taking a leak.

I'm telling you, this thing is a witch hunt.

Better yet, a damn bitch hunt.

Dude, if there was a horn blower on this team, I'd know it.

That's right, Toes.

You're here, you're queer, and we're getting used to it.

Right. Says the guy who carries around ballet slippers.

My money's on Davenport.

Kickers aren't right to start off with, you know?

Everybody just mind their own business.

I like to mind my business, but someone keeps making it my business.

Now, if you don't want me in your business, shoot, keep it to yourself.

Ain't that right, Rex?

That's right, Toes. Nobody needs to know.

Just stay in the closet, whoever you are.

If it gets dark in there, just turn on the light.

Thank you very-- Exactly.

Why didn't you warn me the story was about to break?

All right, somebody in my organization got a tip, and, no, it wasn't me.

You've made it clear. There's a fire wall between us.

You wanted separation of church and state.

Convenient to say after the fact.

After the fact? Matt, I say to you, "Is there a story?"

You say, "No comment." A quote? "No comment."

Then you're pissed off that I asked and I'm pissed off. Don't know what you want.

- I want you to stop digging. - First gay player in pro football is huge.

- Everyone's digging. - Everyone isn't the woman

I was sleeping with.

So that's what our relationship is.

Come on. We both knew this situation could get messy.

- And it has. - So, what are you saying?

I don't want you to compromise yourself for our relationship,

but I can't play this game with you.

You know what I think? I think you're looking for an excuse for this to fail

because you're still in love with someone else.

And I can't play that game with you.

The guys on the team are talking about the rumors.

They're asking me who I thought the fag was.

Not once did it cross their minds it could be me.

There is so much hate in that locker room, doc.

- And this is gonna change my life forever. - But for you and Jim for the better.

And if you're a great player, no one will care.

Yes. Until I have a bad game or two.

And then the question will be, "Is the gay guy worth it?"

I don't think Jimmy and I can make it through this.

Hell, I don't know how anyone can make it through this.

You have to call Glenn. Tell him I want out.

Rex. Rex.

Now that it is out there, they will never stop digging, all right?

You're gonna have to look over your shoulder every day

the rest of your life. Don't you wanna take control?

I am taking control.

I'm hitting eject before this plane crashes. I'm sorry.

Well, it might be a little late to call an audible on this play.

The story is out there. It's not going anywhere.

It's a matter of time before they figure it out.

Right. And I explained that

and that maybe this is the last thing that he can control, but he just--

He just left here and--

Right.

I know.

Glenn, Glenn, may I call you back?

- Okay. - Mom, did you see my phone?

I most certainly have, Butterscotch.

Hoping you could fill me in on some gossip.

You heard the rumors. Rest assured, it's been contained.

There won't be any damage to the team or your sale prospects.

Damage to the prospects?

You're kidding.

In New York?

It's gonna be a marketing gold mine.

- Sit down, Nico. - So that's not what this is about.

No.

- Can I be blunt? - I'd prefer it.

I need a man.

See? You do have a sense of humor.

Nico, I need somebody like you to come work for me.

I'm flattered.

But

I already have a job.

Look, I know what you did for Marshall.

I know everything that you did for Marshall.

And I also know there aren't many other Nico Careleses out there.

What's left for you here?

Yeah, well, that sounds like something that is never gonna happen.

Okay, Mom, I can finish my high school coursework online,

get my college applications in on time, then I can defer.

You can't defer acceptance until you've been accepted,

until you graduated high school.

You think you're gonna study from the Eiffel Tower?

Okay, I didn't wanna do this, Mom.

I just turned 18. I'm a man now.

Hey, you might be man-aged, but you are miles from being a man.

And Juliette Pittman is nothing more than a spoiled billionaire-ess brat

who has never had to worry about her future, much less anything else.

- Think she is worried about your future? - You don't know her like I do.

Right. Okay. Well, I'm not gonna argue with you about this

because the answer is no.

Period, times three, exclamation point, fireworks.

Okay, it is not up to you, period, exclamation point, okay?

I'm an adult and it's my decision.

Know what? You're right. It's your life.

But if you leave, you are on your own.

Fine.

Fi-- We are not done talking.

What is there left to say, Mom? You say no, I say yes.

We're at an impasse. Or as the French would say, impasse.

What the hell?

Oh, thank you for coming.

You remember Xeno?

- Hey. - Yeah, the pancake guy.

- Where are the kids? - At their dad's.

- Are there still reporters out there? - I counted 15, all camped out

- at the end of the driveway. - Jesus.

Xeno, shut off all the lights.

I want it to look like there's no activity.

- And give him your car keys. - Why?

He's gonna take your car on a drive.

The press will follow on a wild-goose chase to nowhere.

Okay. They're right there. Keys.

I don't understand. They think I'm gonna give them a name?

They know you're the therapist for the Hawks, so they know

that you know secrets.

Figure they'll catch sight of a player or two.

Okay, well, that's not gonna happen.

And you know what? I'm not gonna be held hostage in my own house.

Dani, wait. You know how that's gonna end.

A video of you on the news going full Santino on those reporters out there.

Is that what you really want?

Stubborn fellows out there.

Yeah.

The irony is that

Rex changed his mind.

So the only one being outed here is me.

You know, Ray Jay is threatening to run off with Juliette to Paris.

- Well, do you want me to--? - No. No, you can't do anything.

I can't do anything.

No, he's just-- He's gotta come to his senses on his own.

Problem being that I don't think he has any sense right now.

But Juliette can't leave until

the situation with Mark Cuban is resolved, right?

Well, it has been. He has agreed to sell back his stake in the Hawks

at a reasonable price.

Wow, I...

That was a quick about-face.

What's he getting out of it?

Me.

He's offered me a job and an obscene amount of money.

In Dallas.

Wow,

Dallas.

So are you gonna--? Are you gonna take it?

Considering.

Not sure what's left for me here.

Xeno says they're gone. The reporters.

- Nico. - Yeah.

The team would miss you.

Not enough to stop me from going.

You can turn on the lights.

So these boxes need to be shipped to the address on the note.

You can send them next-day air and we'll pick them up when we arrive.

We?

What exactly are we?

We are we.

Juliette.

This may be an everyday occurrence to you,

but leaving my family, putting college on hold is kind of a big deal.

I need to know what I am to you.

You are my assistant

who I happen to like a lot.

I'm putting my life on hold.

To walk along the Seine

and eat crepes in the shadow of the Eiffel Tower.

Sounds like a good trade if you ask me.

Still doesn't answer my question.

Does this?

Just minutes from kickoff, and the question of the day is:

"Which is more daunting to the Hawks, the Washington defense

or the swirl of off-the-field controversy?"

Paparazzi was at your house?

Oh, Jesus.

God, you should have called me.

Should I have?

Anyway, he's decided not to do the interview.

- No, he's gotta do the interview. - He doesn't have to do anything.

- It's his life. - I understand, but people know now.

A lot of people know.

It's only a matter of time.

All right. Well,

the only thing that we can hope for is a good game.

No, he needs a great game.

Hey, Dan.

Yeah?

I'm not as involved as I thought.

That's

good to know.

We're under way at Empire Dome

as the Hawks face off against the Washington Wolves.

It'll be interesting how the Hawks fare after the media firestorm

- that surrounded the team this week. - Come out, come out, wherever you are.

Both of y'all are punks, but which one is the faggot?

- Better shut your mouth, Cawsert. - We got bets in the locker room.

I got you, TK. My boy Bill here got your girlfriend, Twinkletoes.

- Girlfriend? Girlfriend? - Damn.

- I've got my eye on you, Twinkletoes. - Get your head in the game.

Hawks looking for a quick first down. And Evans throws the ball to no one.

- They look completely out of sync. - Set, hut.

Fumble. And another Hawk turnover.

Get him.

Red 100.

Set, hut.

Evans drops back. He sends it deep.

Oh, and Kittridge can't hang on. Nothing is going right for the Hawks.

This has been a disastrous first half.

Evans rightfully showing his frustration as he heads into the locker room.

That was a goddamn embarrassment out there.

Anybody here wanna get to the playoffs?

Well, stop focusing on the stands or Twitter or smack talk

or whatever the hell else is giving you attention deficit out there.

Hey, coach, if it's all right, I think we need a few minutes amongst ourselves.

Fine. You got five.

- Come on, guys. - Let me tell you.

Listen up, fellas.

Now, everybody here knows what the problem is.

We just don't know who the problem is.

And I got a few guesses.

I'm gonna tell you like this, man.

If that person is you, I just got one word for you, man.

Go.

Now is your chance to do the right thing for this team.

Speak up. Come on, man.

Yo.

Okay.

It's me.

I'm gay.

With Reggie here.

Say what?

These are the facts. Anybody got a problem with that,

- they can blow me, starting with Toes. - Starting with me? Starting with me?

Shut your-- Shut your asses up! You're a damn disgrace, boy.

- Disgrace? - You're a disgrace.

The only disgraceful people in this room

are the ones spitting that hateful garbage.

Now, most of us come from nothing.

I get it, we're fighters, okay? That's why we're here now.

And we've earned the right to do one thing

- and that is live our truth. - Yeah.

My truth?

I'm an addict.

What's your truth, Reggie?

I can't swim.

Now, we got guys in this room who have crashed cars, waved guns at people

and done just about every stupid thing a guy can do in a short life.

But when we get on that field, we're a team.

Yeah.

Which means if you work your ass off and you play hard, we got your back.

Yeah.

If you do whatever it takes to win, we will stand beside you.

You leave your heart and your guts on that field

we will not let you down.

Which is why we continue to support you, Toes,

even though you are six kinds of an asshole.

- I got you an asshole. - It's true!

Everything the man said is absolutely true, except for one thing.

It ain't him.

It's me.

That's right, boys, your quarterback.

Sexy Rexy.

One that's been throwing you the ball all year.

I'm gay.

Does anybody have a problem with that?

All right, gentlemen, time to shine.

Time to shine.

What the hell?

Who died?

Our season just did, man.

Do we have a problem here?

- No. - No.

Well, then come on! Get your asses out there!

Let's play some ball, baby! Come on!

Come on, man.

- Hey. - Hey.

- I just came out to the locker room. - And?

I hope my career didn't just die in there.

We can't wait for an interview. We need a press conference after the game.

All right, all right, but can I ask you what changed your mind?

Terrence King.

- What was that about? - Our timeline just went out the window.

Starting the third down by 15,

Evans is gonna have to fight to get his team back in this game.

First down, Hawks.

Red 100. Set, hut.

Evans drops back in the pocket, looking to pass.

Terrence King, wide open downfield.

Oh, touchdown!

Touchdown, Hawks!

The Hawks have fought back, but time is ticking down

with only 22 seconds left in the game.

Hut.

We're playing your boyfriend, Toes.

Incomplete pass.

Twelve seconds to go and a field goal won't do it.

All right, boys, we got two plays max.

End zone or sideline. Don't you be caught dead nowhere else.

Twins, left, six, eight, seven.

Anaconda push on one. On one. Ready?

Rex, listen,

you throw that ball anywhere near me,

I'll catch it.

Red 100.

Red 100. Set, hut.

Touchdown!

Hawks win! Hawks win!

What an unbelievable catch by Terrence King.

What a comeback.

Let there be no mistake here tonight, folks.

Terrence King is officially back.

Yeah, baby.

- We did it, man. - No, you did it.

How about this guy, huh?

Yo, yo, where are you going? Come here. Yo.

- This is my quarterback. - Terrence, what the hell are you doing?

In about 15 minutes,

you're gonna be the most famous guy in all of football.

And I'm gonna be the guy who's standing next to you in all the pictures.

Excuse me.

- That was amazing. - Yes, it was. You're incredible.

Dinner tonight?

Just the two of us?

Yes.

It's Nico Careles, Mr. Cuban.

Mark. Right.

I'm in.

Ladies and gentlemen of the press,

there comes a moment in a person's life where

they have to make a decision for themselves,

going forward, in how they wanna live.

I've spent most of my life hiding who I am,

who I love.

I've wasted a lot of time being afraid.

Well, I'm not afraid anymore.

I am a professional football player...

and I'm gay.

You think you'll encourage other professional athletes to come out?

I won't speak for anyone else,

but I hope that we all could have the courage to live our truth.

He packed his bags, Mom. He's leaving tonight.

- Ray Jay, what's going on? - I've made my decision, I'm going.

No, you can't just take off.

Mom, Juliette has a private jet, she wants to get out of town tonight, okay?

- I don't have a choice. - Yes, you do.

Okay. Honey. Honey.

I've been where you are.

Head over heels, heat of the moment,

but you cannot just throw away your life in a snap second

because of a girl, okay?

So just put that down. Let's take a beat. We'll talk.

There's nothing to talk about, okay? Dad tried. I made up my mind. I'm going.

Ray Jay, I love you. You know I love you, but I don't support this.

I cannot support this.

You are making a huge mistake.

It's my mistake to make.

I love you, Lindz.

Ray.

I love you, Mom.

If you walk out that door,

you're on your own.

I know.

With Rex Evans' courageous disclosure today,

everyone's wondering how it will affect the New York Hawks

and their run for the championship.

But what we do know, in sports history, this will be a defining moment.

- Back to you guys in the studio. - No.

No, I don't think it will affect the locker room. In fact, it might--

I think it might be a great thing for this team.

Mr. Careles,

going somewhere?

As a matter of fact, I am.

Not just yet. We have something we need to discuss with you.

You'll need to come with us.