Afterwards, I went outside to take my lumps from the neighbor Hoover bros. that had hoped aboard the Dallas bandwagon that season. Paid them each their dollar. Took the smack talk. Then we walked to the high school field. Collected the neighborhood gang along the way. We played ball until dark.
As an old man. The losses sting a bit more. Only because im too old to go shake it off by playing the game myself.
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