Mike Mooney sent me the link to this story by Michael Graff. Please read it, and then let’s talk about it. I was riveted.
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You think you know them. You’re watching from home. You were raised on Terrapins basketball, and you’ve followed this group for four years. They’re your age, about 22 at the time, and they’re winning. On the television broadcast, the announcers have already started wondering whose name will be tied to the final basket. They talk like they have a secret wish. But you share it with them, and so does everybody else in the state. The perfect person, the storybook ending, would be him.
He’s listed at 6 feet tall. But he’s actually only 5’9, something you’ll learn later while reading his autopsy report.
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