sitting at the bar in Tampico, drinking and gazing at the Bay, it was lopez and his pal Vince, legendary soccer coach, right before Vince died.
"YOu know lopez, these goddamned doctors, this whole medical game, I mean every fucking one of them, well, they want me alive for the money---dead, and I'm worthless to them. But this fucking chemo sucks big time."
Lopez sips and turns to Vince and sadly says, "Yeah Vince, the motherfuckers are killing you, trying to keep you alive."
"Fucked."
"Yes."
Vince died less than two months later.
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