Growing up, I don’t know what I would have done and who I would have become without sports. Artists and musicians would probably say the same thing about their art and music. Maybe mathematicians and chemists say as much about numbers and molecules, and poets about their rhyme and meter, or whatever it is that makes modern poetry.
If you’ve read any of my rambling stories, you know I can’t resist an aside (I’m not sure that word is completely appropriate here but it popped into my brain, and, since I don’t remember ever having used it before either verbally or in type, I decided to throw it in, appropriate or not), or, more colloquially, chasing a rabbit. So, here goes:
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