more than the game

the boys
at court are old.
but still boys.
the white hair, the limps,
the bandages.
the braces on knees.
still young enough
though to run,
to dribble and shoot
to rib one another
about
life. each with their
own nick name.
all is fair game.
and the love we share
for one another
has little to do with
wins
or losses, or who
scores.
it's more than that.
much more.