fan, he is. still wearing
the colors
of his team at sixty.
the hat,
the flag,
watching every game.
living and dying with every
throw
of the ball,
each fumble or
swing of the bat,
each quarter, each inning.
there's always
next year,
he tells his wife,
as another loss adds up,
ruining
his day, his night.
his life.
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