Tuesday, February 05, 2008

Hate it or Love It


I place the letter I wrote below in a plastic bag, and lay it on the ground. Through it I stick the small Giants flagpole, pinning it down, and lean over.

"You'd have loved it buddy. You'd have fucking loved it. I hope you saw it."

I lean over, kiss the cold metal, and rise. I turn and walk away.

As I walk, I slowly turn around and look one last time towards his grave. I stop, and smile. I raise my arms and yell it, like Rocky... "Hey yo Ry-Air, the underdogs on top! They did it!"

I know he heard me.

1 comment:

BH said...

Sounds like a fitting moment. I hope it brought you some peace.