I see a white void in which two Milford players, a single ref, and a couple of Jeffersonians are playing basketball just for Marty Moon, all by himself. Has Marty died, and this is his idea of Heaven? Is there forever a tightly-contested basketball game playing there, with seconds left on the clock, and Marty announcing? Is the ref God himself?
This reminds me of the Gang Gives Frank an Intervention episode of It’s Always Sunny: “Sit down! You sit down so we can tell you what an azzhole you’ve been. We’re gonna get all in your face and point out your faults.”
I see a white void in which two Milford players, a single ref, and a couple of Jeffersonians are playing basketball just for Marty Moon, all by himself. Has Marty died, and this is his idea of Heaven? Is there forever a tightly-contested basketball game playing there, with seconds left on the clock, and Marty announcing? Is the ref God himself?