i finally got a chance to see the faces
when the nine stepped into the corral to start the 49th yard.
what i saw was a surprise.
no one’s face revealed anything.
except for a sort of determined set to their jaws
you would have thought this was a monday morning jogging group.
when the bell sounded the death march of the zombies was a thing of the past.
everyone ran from the start.
harvey ran like a bat out of hell.
everybody hurts.
they have to.
but you could not tell by looking at them.
if they all come in with time to spare
we could be here a long time.
these are 9 pure competitors.
and they seem to all still believe they are going to win.
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