You are the 1984 Winter Olympics curling silver medalist,
standing on the podium broom in hand attempting to explain
You are the graybeard caddy,
holding the bag for the up and coming Masters champ
like a perennial bridesmaid awaiting Augusta tee time.
You are: batboy to the HGH infused homerun hitter,
women’s professional basketball,
an overall good sport about playing perpetual runner-up.
You are the DeLorean of superheroes.
Unsung Boy Wonder swept under the rug,
like questions not worth answering.
(originally published at NEW WAVE VOMIT)