I thought it was WAY too long, and I simply couldn't coax myself to read it all. I didn't see anything particularly special about the writing, but maybe I missed something.
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It's a piece of fiction from a collection of short stories.
Some experimental writing from a college professor, and I'll probably go looking for the book at my local Barnes.
I liked the line about the kid having a bad game because he touched a girl's boob earlier in the week.
I didn't think it was real, per se, but I didn't completely understand what it was, either. It's just ... bizarre. Feels a bit out of context, or something.
I dreamed last night I was feeling up my high school biology teacher while my youth pastor gave me a foot massage.
"Each time, we drew up a good play," said Way, whose daughter, Cassandra, was born in November without arms. "But I could see my guys were rattled, I could see the fear. These guys don't have any guts. They have two arms but it's a situation where they have no guts."
the guy tells the story of the small town draped in the gamer about the local HS basketball team's playoff loss. It's wry and sardonic and part of a new collection of short stories in a book by Alqonquin Press called "New Stories of the South" (which is why it's in the Lifestyles section of the Web site and not in Sports).
And some of you need to search your couches, scrape up some change and buy a clue. Jesus, I thought we were smarter than the average bears over here.