Liking Sports
Cast:
Kent
Clint
Setting: Bare stage
(Lights up, enter Kent and Clint, opposite sides of the stage, they walk until they are toe-to-toe.)
Kent: You first.
Clint: No. You.
K: (angry and slowly) I... love... you... so... much!
C: (pause) That didn't ring true for some reason.
K: I mean it!
C: I'm not convinced.
K: I LOVE you!
C: So easy for you to say.
K: It's so... true!
C: Liar.
K: You have to go now!
C: Do you mean that it's my turn, or that I have to leave?
K: (long pause) Yes.
C: Forget it.
K: Okay... it's your turn.
C: I love you so much more.
K: Bastard!
C: It's true!
K: You lie!
C: No!
K: Yes!
(long pause, they fume)
C: You know, none of this is believable.
K: It all sounds fake to me too.
C: What are we even saying?
K: I don't know any more.
C: It's like we deny our true selves.
K: We seem ready to understand each other.
C: Then something happens.
K: One of us says something.
C: Something the other doesn't like.
K: And we start to fight.
C: The words come so fast.
K: I mean just because you like baseball.
C: I do.
K: And I detest most organized sports.
C: Yes.
K: Doesn't mean we need to fight about it so personally.
C: Saying things that we will only regret.
K: Like we just did.
C: Like we just finished doing.
K: When we really meant to say something else.
C: Like all that agression comes from the darkness of denial.
K: Our inability to express our true feelings.
C: Because we fear societal sanction.
K: The angry words masking what we really want to say.
C: Keeping us violently repressed.
K: By our own worst fears.
C: Which are truly our fondest hopes.
K: To connect.
C: To connect.
(long pause)
K: I love you.
C: Yes. Baseball is a beautiful game.
(lights fade as they exit together)
(end)
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