10-11-2015, 10:08 PM
On the way to the game with a buddy of mine we stopped for breakfast. After we'd eaten he excused himself to the Gents, and I was waiting in the restaurant lobby. This little kid - 5 maybe 6 - wearing a Richard Sherman jersey walks by. He sees me in my orange and black and, as he walks by gives, me a scowl and thumps his chest a few times.
Like to think that front-running brat is somewhere tonight crying his little eyes out
Like to think that front-running brat is somewhere tonight crying his little eyes out
