Winner

old bob; february 7, 2000

We trained ourselves to be the best of all.
We practiced daily, twice , three times around.
No one could beat us, we were really tops.
Even the girls admitted we had surely found
A way to carry off the championship.
Then Lenny said he had to quit the team.
His job, he said, he had some business trips.
So we were left with one new guy who thought
He knew the game already, knew the ropes;
You know, a turn of phrase.Winner There went our dream.
Still we kept on, still had our silly hopes
To win the star. Until last Groundhog’s day:
Francine said she would not let Martin play.
She said it took way too much time, the drinks
We thought we needed after every game;
The parties to which only teammates came.
What blew it for us was when Shirley heard
About the stag affairs, the peeler shows.
An interest like that, that really stinks.
It’s me or them, she said. I said, Get lost.
So now she’s gone, the team’s broke up. What frosts
Me most though is the guys don’t care. Who knows
What’s going on inside your best friend’s mind.
So now I play alone. I try to find
A way to lose … me … lose … Ain’t that absurd.