Paul George, I’m still proud of you for making those three free throws.
I was walking my dog today and noticed this old man constantly pulling the grass out of his front lawn. I can just see and observe that something was driving him nuts in the mind.
I gave him a cigarette without any explanation. His teeth were all rotton, he smelled like urinals, clothes prob havn’t been washed in days, but in return he gave me the biggest smile anyone can ask for.
His wife came out of the house. I smiled back at her. But I knew that it was now time for me to depart the scene.