Go ahead and ridicule my exuberance about the Riptorns’ young and incredible talent. Mock the joy of a 1st major league home run smacked by a young man who grew up in the terrifying shadow of communist North Korea, saved enough coins to make his way across the Pacific Ocean to the coastal waters of Washington, carved a baseball bat out of one of the many wintry pines that surround Seattle and fought his way to the Show.
What’s your story, Jeffrey? When did Cynicism become your sidekick, and depravity your destination? Your bitterness toward my success will lead you down a long and sorrowful road. That’s me in your rearview mirror, old friend. Be careful at the intersection of Muck and Mire…