Monday, March 20, 2006

LAST NIGHT I LAY AWAKE WITH STOMACH PAINS

Unable to fall asleep, feverish, hot and then cold, clammy; all the while I was thinking to myself, "I have ruined my life, I have missed my calling, I will never find happiness - for I should have been a college basketball coach."

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I can just see you, steamed and pissed, hurling a folding chair into mid-court and being ejected from the game, all the while shouting and going more and more red in the face.

Mathis said...

You know how else you could see me?

Inspiring young men to do their best, winning the Big Game against all odds, and, raised upon the shoulders of large men, waving in the air a raggedy piece of nylon, kissing my fingers and pointing to the sky.