Tonight again my son had basketball.
And afterward he got a little bit
Of one-on-one from Coach. The rise and fall
Of shot and rebound, shot, critiquing it
And then repeating, ceased to interest him.
His concentration lagged, and he took aim
From half a court away -- he gauged the rim,
And made the shot. The coach evinced the same
Surprise as me: the ball had hit its mark.
He'd stopped for an instructional remark,
But left it unexpressed. And he was right:
The shot was more the style to end the night.
And afterward he got a little bit
Of one-on-one from Coach. The rise and fall
Of shot and rebound, shot, critiquing it
And then repeating, ceased to interest him.
His concentration lagged, and he took aim
From half a court away -- he gauged the rim,
And made the shot. The coach evinced the same
Surprise as me: the ball had hit its mark.
He'd stopped for an instructional remark,
But left it unexpressed. And he was right:
The shot was more the style to end the night.
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