Don’t ask me how I am here br standing next to the pro quarterback br as he lofts one down the practice field. br There should be a vapor trail on that one br as it descends into the next county br with smart bomb accuracy br and almost makes you believe in sanctity, br or better yet, romance. br br I’d forgotten how nothing else matters br in the moments after your first kiss. br I turn. br He’s over there looking at a clipboard.