By Stu Shea
Sure, I wish they didn’t take drugs
To reach the heights they do.
Yes, I wish that we could go back
And not know the stuff we do.
Of course, it’s not the game we played
Upon the fields of youth…
But no one would pay to watch us play,
And that’s the honest truth.
The game, as we get older.
Is now for the younger.
We can comfortably say,
Without risk of being accurate,
“That . . . I’d never do that.”
Our history is in constant sway,
Modified by our memory.
Would we watch us play?
Very good point.