As I follow behind Coach Malloy getting through the crowd of people exiting the stadium, I think of what Dane had said on our walk, about living with only his mom and sister, never mentioning his dad, and for a moment I feel overwhelming gratitude for this kind man who has guided him. People finally start to thin enough where we can walk alongside each other over to the area leading to the athlete’s entrance, although the loudness doesn’t clear away much for us to really say anything yet. And when it does, I’ll let him be the one to speak first. I’m sure today brings back a lot of memories and emotions, and leaving him to his thoughts for now seems only right. In the distance the side door opens and a few athletes begin trailing out, showered and changed into regular clothing, toting duffel bags. We stop before we get too near, not to get in the way of people leaving. “Shay, it was sure nice to meet you today.” Coach Malloy extends his hand, laying his other one over the top of mine and lightly patting.
What do You think about The Season Of Shay And Dane?
