October Fever
The time: Saturday Evening
The Place: Our House
The two physicians studied their patient with growing concern.
�How long has he been like this? asked the tall Asian doctor named Tiu.
�Since around 11am� replied his bronze skinned colleague, a handsome Native American named Hawk. �He�s just been sitting there in the recliner, staring at the television.
The long haired Asian physician consulted his watch. �That�s over 10 hours. When was the last time you saw him move?�
�I think he got up to pee and get more iced tea around 6pm, between games� replied Dr Hawk.
�Good, so at least he�s taking in fluids. Anything to eat?� asked Dr Tiu, as he checked his blond patient�s eyes for signs of life.
�He�s had a handful of Cheez-its and some Twizzlers. I won�t lie to you, Mikey, I�m worried. I mean, I have seen him do this before in October, but never like this�
�I'm worried, too. Has he said anything� asked the willowy Asian.
�More or less� replied Hawk, �He was mumbling something about a World Series without the Yankees�
�A World Series without the Yankees? But that makes no sense at all. He must be delusional. What�s this in his hand? He seems to have a death grip on it� Tiu made a move to inspect the black rectangular shaped object in the patient�s hand, when suddenly the patient let�s out a low menacing, alpha male growl. Tiu jumped back in alarm�
�Better not try to take the remote away from him again� advised Hawk. �I don�t want you to get hurt�
Tentatively, a small dark haired child enters the living room. Her large dark eyes are filled with tears. �Is Daddy going to be all right?�
�Yes Honey� her other father reassures her �Just as soon as the baseball playoffs are over�
