The Selection

A Silver Laced Wyandotte rooster in a charcoal herringbone tweed blazer seated in a burgundy leather club chair, a bank of television screens showing basketball courts behind him, afternoon window light

Selection Sunday

The committee had been deliberating since morning. He sat in the leather chair where he always sat — third from the left, nearest the window — and did not check his phone. There is a particular grace in waiting for a verdict you cannot influence, a stillness that resembles, if you are not paying close attention, indifference.

15 March 2026