Abstract
In sports we win, lose, or draw, but the significance of these conclusions to players, fans, and old farts “who remember when” is as varied and dramatic as the last second jump shot that makes grandmas yell at children and drum majors refuse to march. Each game rises out of cultural contexts and sinks back into them as the field is cleared. This arrangement of poems looks at the emotional part of the sports moment within that social and historical nexus.
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