While watching our grandson's baseball team last weekend I became aware of the gentleman behind me in the stands kept calling out encouragement to Seven. My eyes widened. Had someone actually named their son Seven?
I listened intently for the man to call out some other name but he never did. About the time I was convinced that the pitcher's name was Seven my daughter-in-law leaned over to me and using the kid's real name told me that he had been on their basketball team as well.
That's when I saw that he was wearing the Number Seven on his jersey.
I am a bit dyslexic and my brain often does rather entertaining things with letters and words. Such as:
I read this team name as being Pathetic until common sense set in and I took a closer look.