I was sulking. A proper adolescent sulk.
I was sitting on the bleachers really aiming for the depths of teenage despair.
Then the light came. And them.
Suddenly, I realized that the world wasn’t really ours.
It wasn’t like the movies.
They weren’t green.
They didn’t come in peace.
They sure as hell weren’t Vulcan.
They came to take overcome.
They came in teams.
They came with an eerie aura of focus and determination.
They came to shoot some hoops.
They came to play ball.
The Blurred Line 