Becks only passed his nephew a knowing smile. It wasn't unusual for a sponsor or two to go to matches at the school, especially toward the school year to scout for promising players. Hell, Becks was pretty sure Thom Pettigrew hosted a whole even for such purposes around the holidays. He wasn't that desperate, nor was he an organizer (or had a wife to do it for him) so he simply did things the more traditional way.

"Gloves and pads, got it." Becks started to move toward that section, stopping here and there to look at something or another as they went. "Make sure you give me your broom before school starts, I'll have it tuned by the gentleman who cares for the team brooms." There was nothing wrong with a seasoned broom as long as it was well-cared for. In fact Becks preferred an older model that he was used to instead of the newest models that required getting accustomed to.