My heart goes out to the kid in the camouflaged Pittsburgh Pirates shirsey beside his younger and luckier brother, adorned in a black Pittsburgh Pirates shirsey and gold chain who won himself a foul ball this afternoon. No, it’s not because he missed out on the souvenir, or even that he’ll have to tolerate his younger brother telling the same story over and over again on the way home from the ballpark today. It’s for other, more deeply resonating reasons he receives my pity.

Look at the kid, as he adjusts his hat. Look at the expression on his face. It’s a wistful mix of misery and revelation. He just became painfully aware that the only significance the remainder of his life will encounter is to be found solely in his role as a supporting character in his brother’s life. His brother, at four or five years old, has already achieved a level of contentment with the world that he will never have.

Life will be incredibly easy for this younger sibling. And that ease with which he encounters positive experiences throughout his existence will only further burden his older brother, whose inescapable jealousy will heap misery on his days. Sadly, one brother has been chosen by fate to be a winner. The other has been chosen to be made aware of this inequality.

Something happened to this pair today. Fate made its presence known, and fate dictates that the younger brother will be the star of his own life, and the older brother is to be but a supporting player in that drama.

Comments (17)

  1. Ummmm………..you high?

    Just askin’.

  2. Nice try at poetic writing, but clearly you aren’t around kids very often. Five minutes later, the kid in the camouflage shirt was laughing and the kid in the black shirt was crying. Still five minutes later, they had reversed roles again.

  3. Well this is officially the slowest news day ever.

  4. This post seems worth of a good old fashioned “Fuck off, Parkes”

  5. Puff puff pass dude. You’ve been hanging onto that gagger way too long.

  6. The camo is not a shirsey. There’s clearly a button at the top.

  7. Were you drunk when you wrote this piece? I hope so.

  8. I for one think this woud be a great beginning to a novel. Go for it, Parkes.

  9. This incoherent, babbling, snot stain of a post is enough to make me question your mental state and your ability to function as a human.

    I hold back from commenting on your overly-stylized, baseball hipster crap on a regular basis because I’ve written you off as someone who isn’t worth the time or energy, but in this case i felt compelled to tell you how much of a douche you are for writing something like this.

    It’s not because you picked on a couple of kids at a game, it’s not because you soiled a baseball related blog with non-sensical verbal diarrhea that means nothing to anyone but you. It’s because this is the worst collection of words ever written about anything related to baseball in the history of time. Anyone who read this is far worse off now for having done so.

    You may think it’s sad that I’ve spent more than 5 mins commenting on this post, and that’s probably true – but just know that the horrendous bowel movement that you call “A Loss of Innocence in Pittsburgh” is something far more sad.

  10. After your All-Star game rant, now this – You really should see a psychiatrist about your childhood issues.

  11. I admit I laughed. It could be true. It sucks being the sibling in the shadows of the golden child.

  12. For christ’s sake, lighten up folks. Its a throw away post on a friday. The man likes to creatively write. Don’t forget there are probably female fans that frequent this site who may enjoy this type of posting.

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