The Penalty For Fraternizing

The Art of Visualization

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It’s 6 am, the sun is peeking out over the horizon. The morning breeze is cool, the smell of the manicured lawn fills the air. It’s a shame we are there to trample the grass.

I line up with one other Fraternizing Criminal to begin our session. The Strength Coach is none too happy and lets us know why. “You two idiots have me out here at 6 am,” he says.

“This time of morning, I’m usually screwing my wife. So instead it looks like I’m gonna have a menage a twa with you two ladies.” He continues.

“Get ready. You’ve got 30 seconds to run the 100 yards marked by the cones. You will have 30 seconds to rest and repeat until 100. On my whistle.”

I use visualization when placed in extreme situations. When I go to the line and shoot my free throws, I drown out the screams of thousands of fans by visualizing a wheat field. A calm breeze blowing the stalks.

Ever since I instituted this technique, I’ve been an 85 percent plus free throw shooter. Coach blows the whistle.

I feel her warm presence. My Love is standing across the room, looking out the window. She’s wearing the sexy aquablue schoolgirl knee socks we purchased together at the Greenville Mall.