I ran an errand this afternoon and stopped at a joint near my destination to say hello to an old acquaintance who once worked at yet another joint--us current and ex-bar jobbers get around--where he served me the occasional pint of cheap beer.
I don't drink quite the quantity that I did in the old days, so the visit was a short one, which was a good thing. He was engrossed in the Olympics on television, watching of all things a goddamn water polo game between England and the United States.
This is what it has come to, a great American tragedy playing out right in front of my eyes.
Water polo.
Glancing at him watching the event I couldn't help but feel pity for him.
Water polo?
Jeezus be unto man, I cannot wait until this horseshit is over and football begins. I too will be able to stick my nose in a television and ignore everyone around me.
TS
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