The Fading of Heroes
Imagine a hot, summer day….it’s around 2pm. The sun is glaring down and you can smell the hot-dogs cooking outside the ballpark as a crowd of kids huddle around the player entrance, looking to see their heroes leaving in hopes of getting an autograph. Scandal has shocked the game recently, but some are still hopeful.
As Google slowly walks out of the player locker-room into the street outside, his head held low and trying hard not to meet anyone’s eyes directly, a little boy walks up and tugs on his pants-leg.
“Say it ain’t so Google….say it ain’t so.” the little boy says, tears glittering his eyes.
Google says nothing, but sadly looks away. Turning his back to the little boy, he continues down the path he set for himself and walks to oblivion.