My skills as a shortstop during my youth were so renowned that, whenever I ensnared an otherwise unwieldy grounder and tossed out the runner at first, the fans would serenade me on my trot back to the dugout with: “This is no orrrrrrrrrdinary glove, no orrrrrdinary glove.”
Soon however I would be jolted awake by the infernal din of the morning alarm.
BILL
Cc: Sade
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