Following their line of vision, he found the distraction. The damn tennis team, running the perimeter of the football field in some half-assed formation, following their fearless leader. They weren't looking at the field, weren't yelling or causing a scene. Just concentrating on keeping up with Chris.Having been a teenage boy himself, the draw was obvious. Teenage girls. Short shorts. No brainer. At thirty-four, he was past that.Except his eyes didn't seem to get the "I'm Too Old For This" memo. They were tracking Chris like a hawk tracks a field mouse.
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The protagonist observes a distracted scene where the tennis team, led by Chris, is running around the football field. Their focus is solely on maintaining formation and keeping up with their leader, rather than engaging with the game itself. This captures the attention of a middle-aged observer who remembers his own youthful days as a teenager. He understands the allure that teenage girls in their revealing outfits hold over young men.

Despite being thirty-four and feeling his age, the man's gaze betrays him as it fixates on Chris, demonstrating that physical attraction can linger beyond youth. The scene reflects a common struggle of maturity versus instinct, as he grapples with the disconnect between his age and his lingering youthful responses, highlighting the complexity of attraction and the passage of time.

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