I think they were afraid that some of us would try to kill ourselves or something because they looked very tense and one of them kept touching his beard.

Five minutes of a lifetime were truly spent, and we felt young in a good way.

I'm just thinking too fast-- much too fast.

I just don't want you to worry about me, or think you've met me, or waste your time anymore.

I think they were afraid that some of us would try to kill ourselves or something because they looked very tense and one of them kept touching his beard.

Something really is wrong with me. And I don't know what it is.

But in that moment when my brother took the field, all that washed away, and everyone was proud... I looked up at my dad, and he was smiling. I looked at my mom, and she was smiling even though she was nervous about my brother getting hurt, which was strange because it was a VCR tape of an old game, and she knew he didn't get hurt.