Jun 14, 2012
Backspin on a work table under a bad light, a kiss of the eight ball, a bank off the six. Double bowl on a single throw, three pints in. Picking up a spare on the final frame. Singing on key off key and losing keys. Steady hands, blurry eyes. Bars, billiards, basements, bacon sandwiches with extra hot sauce. Surviving buzz kills, third wheels, cock blocks and cabs in the rain. Finish last, drawn by dawn.
These are the providence of the After Hours Athlete.
When last call calls,don't answer it. The night too is for sport and they are the champions.
