Like tears, raindrops fell lightly on the grass around my comfortable bench. Their sounds made quiet ripples in my silence. My team reached for the playoffs, then fell. Like a stone, I sat meditating about next season. My thoughts were pretty pebbles skipping across a calm pond…RBIs, consistency, winning games, and especially contentious SnakePit debates about who is MVP. After a moment, I let them leave, preferring to enter next season with a clear head.
My eyes opened to see he was back! With his dapper hat, the wizard was slowly approaching my bench!
Just a moment later, the wizard warmly greeted me.