The shoelace dangled down past the bottom corner of the open locker. The cleats were of an old white leather, with wrinkled ridges along the front where the toe bends. The leather was cracking along the perforated siding. And the black swoosh on the left cleat was coming unstitched along its bottom. The bottoms of the shoes were pale black
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Robin Yount!
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