Here’s the catch. I may have turned Mom on to the team I love, but she ended up being the truer, more steadfast fan. She doesn’t scream at the TV, doesn’t panic when the Yankees are losing, doesn’t second-guess Joe Girardi’s every move, doesn’t even freak out when Austin Kearns whiffs with the bases loaded. She’s unwavering in her cheering, without all the hysteria I bring to every game.
@Brett Favre, Well since you choke at the biggest times all the time it has obviously cut the oxygen to your brain, It sounds like you are Scrooge in your other life
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I'm confused.
ReplyDeleteHere’s the catch. I may have turned Mom on to the team I love, but she ended up being the truer, more steadfast fan. She doesn’t scream at the TV, doesn’t panic when the Yankees are losing, doesn’t second-guess Joe Girardi’s every move, doesn’t even freak out when Austin Kearns whiffs with the bases loaded. She’s unwavering in her cheering, without all the hysteria I bring to every game.
That is one terrific article
ReplyDeleteThat is one boring article
ReplyDeleteThat part about the snack tables had me weeping.
ReplyDeleteWhen she mentioned "My Melky" I was sobbing.
ReplyDeleteI'm not unwavering in my cheering
ReplyDelete@Brett Favre, Well since you choke at the biggest times all the time it has obviously cut the oxygen to your brain,
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like you are Scrooge in your other life
wrong nutball, reading the gazette cut the oxygen to my brain
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