Swimming With the Boston Celtics a Poem For Jealous Fans

I’ve never taken a swim with the dolphins But I did swim with the Celtics One day in Miami An odd celebrity encounter Just me and the team Swimming in the same hotel pool— all together The men had their shirts off Incredible beautiful bodies Muscles, intricate tattoos, six packs for all Running, jumping, warming up, swimming together They enjoyed each other’s company – like gentlemen would Embodying everything you would want to see in a sports team That moment, I wished I had been a true sports fan I wished I had known exactly who they were I would have called them by name, said hi, introduced myself, and asked graciously for a picture Instead, I just watched them – casually - not interfering – I smiled if they looked my way And when I sensed they wanted to race each other Over the full length of the pool I immediately moved to the spa I won’t name or describe the player who won the race But, for the Celtics fans reading this I will tell you, That after the race They joined me in the spa.