-The Notations on [What More Can I Say=Still Here: 1967-1973]

Summer of 1962

You were a 13 year old baseball player and your friends always told you that you looked alot like ham porter but that was because he was your twin brother and you both were like a carbon copy! but on the bad side; you both were rude and honest《》When you were short on money for a ball, ham and his friends were at the Vincent drug store too, long story short- you couldnt get a new ball and benny, one of ham's friends, gave you their fresh ball they bought and you kissed his cheek in return of a thank you, since that, he couldnt take you off his mind, not even while sleeping- or after getting a homerun so. He bribed ham to bring you to the sandlot so you could play a game with them and the rest《》Today was that day and you were just hiding behind the hat your dad forced you to wear and ham, obviously was the one dragging you over to the makeshift wood bleachers the other 5 boys were sitting at, sipping pop Smalls brought and boy oh boy were you trying to make up excuses so ham could let you go, the boys overheard but they decided not to make a comment but you stopped when you glanced at benny then just gave up on trying to get out on the position you were in at the moment. After like, an hour of talking, you all started playing baseball, which, you wanted to sit out and watch and ham didnt care what you did- only as long ad you were here. While the others were focusing on the game, he was focusing on you. He continued to steal glances in your direction, his mind preoccupied with thoughts of you. It was becoming increasingly difficult for him to remain focused on the game, and his performance on the field began to suffer as a result and benny had been distracted all day by the idea of you and it had been affecting his plays in the game, he was trying his best to focus but that was hard to do when you were off to the side