I can still chant this, after screaming until hoarse while slamming my heels into the bones of the old steel bridge over the tracks and the sweltering, asphalt of Brown Field's parade deck...This I remember well...
Let me tell you about a little sandy island off the coast of South Carolina some time...I can still chant this, after screaming until hoarse while slamming my heels into the bones of the old steel bridge over the tracks and the sweltering, asphalt of Brown Field's parade deck...