I went with Joe to his Pirates game yesterday. At one point when Joe was playing first base I yelled to him from the third base sideline where all the parents were camped out. I do shout out a lot of encouragement and "fine tunings" like "Joe, move over" or "play shallower" or "Joe, wake up" and stuff like that.
This time, I yelled,
"Henry..."
As soon as I yelled your name it registered in my brain and I just closed my mouth tight. I looked left and right at the parents next to me to see if anyone noticed what I had done. There is a Henry - Henry Sosland - on the team (he goes to JPDS) so it wouldn't be too bizarre for me to yell that name. But Henry wasn't there yesterday.
No-one noticed. I was confused.
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