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Don't forget about HoJo's "Two Souls," either

Posted by Luminator on March 22, 2017 at 20:24:34:
During that summer of '92, my friends would arrive at the playground at various times. Thus, whoever was there first would do sports which didn't require armies of people. They'd dabble in tennis and basketball, for example. Once we had numbers, we liked ending with softball, which was mellower than the intense basketball and football.
When we were up to bat, SF's parks didn't always have dugouts. Thus, we sat on the bleachers along a baseline. This was the opportunity to grab a snack or get water. It was also a chance to chat. So it was common, while we were up to bat, to have the boombox [my friend, now in the Seattle area, says he discovered that he still has the Sony boombox we used that summer of '92] play lighter, more laid back and romantic fare.
Somebody had Howard Jones' In The Running on CD, and "Two Souls" put us in a softer mood. It's about a strained or distant relationship needing a restart. But that didn't matter. Whether we went quickly 1-2-3, or had a prolonged rally, "Two Souls" put us at ease.
Usually after you're done with sports, you just want to go home. But after we finished playing softball, "Two Souls" made us want to wash up, and go out at night. And remember; we were all college kids. We didn't have money for fancy clothes, expensive restaurants, exhorbitant desserts, tokens at an arcade, exclusive nightclubs, Broadway shows, or high-end audio. We just used public transportation to go sightseeing around the Bay. We enjoyed walking along the Wharf area. And at the end of the day, it was kind of neat, walking arm-in-arm with a girl, who smiled back, and debated whether we should blow our money, and share a sundae at Ghirardelli Square. Beaming with optimism, she'd declare, "And tomorrow, I will hike the [foot]ball right, and hit the [soft]ball out of the infield."