All you umpires, back to the bleachers. Referees, — Ray Bradbury

All you umpires, back to the bleachers. Referees, hit the showers. It’s my game. I pitch, I hit, I catch. I run the bases. At sunset, I’ve won or lost. At sunrise, I’m out again, giving it the old try.

Fahrenheit 451 Coda

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