Dare we believe?
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Do I miss being young? Yes and no, I miss the
excitement of a mug showing Gonzo, I miss
the wonderment and the how. Of course I don’t
miss everything, no longer excited by a new
Burger King, but I know I miss being excited
by football. That thrill when I heard the Pontoon
call, the quiver as the opposition fall, the tremor
as we really use the ball. I’m starting to remember,
are we ready to re-live it all?
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