It was Father’s Day, and Grey held close to his heart a framed picture of Eric Karabell. He’s not my real father, Grey thought, Just the father of fantasy baseball. A tear dropped from his eye, landing on his T-shirt emblazoned with Gritty, the beloved mascot of the Philadelphia Flyers. His phone rang, and Grey placed the picture frame back on the headboard of his bed, where it stood as a beacon of inspiration and hope. Reaching into the pocket of his Bermuda shorts, Grey pulled out his cell phone and flipped it open. “Fantasy Master Lothario Grey Albright speaking.”
“It’s Wander season,” the voice on the other end said, before clicking an end to the call. Grey dropped the phone from his hand, his jaw slack. He ran to his personal calendar — a Huey Lewis and the News calendar — and flipped to July. In bold letters it said, “WANDER SZN” and had arrows pointing everywhere, as if depicting wind directions for a hurricane. “This can’t be,” he muttered to himself, flipping back to June, where the album cover to Sports greeted him. “It’s Schwarbs SZN right now!” he said, eliminating the vowels. He fetched his phone from the floor, flipping it back open. The 3G indicated it was disabled, likely broken in the fall. “My lineups!” he shouted, more tears falling upon Gritty’s ecstatic visage. Would Grey get Wander on any teams? Would Eric Karabell ever recognize Grey? Stay tuned for the next installment!
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