Enigmatic Ending
A cloud, ominous and mournful, hangs over New England. The Boys of Summer, hampered by an inexplicable flight from reality tumbled, tossed, and plummeted to the ground. Several states away the Rays refused to accept defeat and in a storybook ending started to pile on run after run until they made up seven runs. And then they capped off their miracle by scoring the winning run.
Perhaps the Red Sox were weighted down by prophesies prior to the season.
Perhaps they were the Emperor's New Clothes.
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We dined with friends who mourned the loss. Unforgivably, we had no awareness of the game. How could this happen— our unawareness and the Red Sox' beating?
But then we have so little in common with these friends except a belief in goodness. And I do like baseball.
Good writing. My commiserations.
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