Sleepy from Afar —Barrett Lathrop ’21 As the court is shaking like an earthquake, I can see the clock strike double zeros. An unhinged mob of students storm at me. My dumb smile screams joy, pride, and success. But, I have done nothing spectacular. I’m a pointless number on this great team. I’m a scrub, someone laughed at, looked down on. That’s my job, I love it like no other. But, this is the happiest day of my life.
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