My house is the first one on the left. My garage door took a beating from line drives when we played kickball. But this time, it's football season.
             It was a ritual. Every Saturday morning, somehow, we'd all be in the circle at around eleven o'clock. We didn't have to sleep late like we have to sleep late today. The old Spider-Man cartoons came out at nine, Bugs Bunny and Friends came out at ten, then when eleven rolled around, it was time to throw the old pig-skin around.
             I remember now that I never was captain. My concious always got the best of me whenever I was captain. I didn't want the responsibility of choosing one of my friends over another. S
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