That ChiSox series was like a backwards time machine. Game 1 = June, Game 2 = May, Game 3 = April. Let’s freaking win Friday and get that awful taste out of our mouths. My son and I will be there to cheer on the boys.
My kids saw it with their Gramps. Surprisingly they failed to notice the Edwardsian imagery. We will probably make them go again next week so we can see it or I might just go by myself so I can unashamedly cry like a baby.
Cheaper too. Thanks for the tip. If they don’t win tonight with all the hooplah it will be very disturbing and sad. Plus Steve’s going to be there with his kid and oh the language that can come outta that mouth.
It’s okay, Miss Mara. Ready for school to start back. I went to campus to take care of Financial Aid and couldn’t believe how much nostalgia I have for those big ol’ buildings after only two terms there (started in Junior College, only been at JSU a year).
I can tell already I’m going to stay for a masters. With any luck I’ll get a job at a university after I graduate and basically be surrounded by that atmosphere the rest of my life.