[ Matt shakes his head, but he can't keep the emotion out of his voice.]

It's my fault. I told him I wanted to hear him win. I told him I'd be listening to the match, if I—If I hadn't encouraged him, he...

[ He sucks in a breath, trying not to break. He hasn't told anyone about this—no one but Foggy, but even Foggy gets a more watered down version than this. Maybe he's hoping Murdock understands? ]

It's the only thing I have that connects me to him. Besides my blood and my name, it's... it feels right.