It was only a 4-pointer, and I say “only” to appease cynics who might otherwise demand an apology. Also, at 64 years old, I have far outdistanced the leniency, “He’s just a kid, he’ll get over it.” All I have in response is, “Oh no I won’t — and I’m happy about that.”
Back to this 4-pointer. The chase wound up more dramatic than it should have been, especially for a savvy old guy like me, but the silver lining is it makes for better storytelling.
SEEING IS BELIEVING
I believed my shot was right on the money, but out at ground zero, I found no arrow and no blood. Promptly, then, the whole affair plummeted into a tailspin.
“You’re seeing things old man,” I muttered, knowing an arrow that…
