Kaine sat in a nondescript bar in Hyllyard City, enjoying an ale and the live Meshgeroya championship game beamed in live across the HoloNet from Coruscant. He and the other dozen or so patrons were contrastingly heckling or cheering, depending on the action onscreen and the players involved.
It was rowdy, it was loud, there were brief bursts of singing from the loyal fans, standard fare for this sort of sporting event. Kaine watched in silence, reminiscing about his long gone playing days. Though he still played for fun, his professional years were far behind him. 54 year olds, fit or not, skilled or not, couldn't keep up with the young twenty and thirty somethings.