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I shouldn’t get my hopes up, I know. But what if…Other HOFers will be there too, right? What if I got to meet others too? What if I got to hang out with Eddie, or Brooks, or Palmer? What if Singleton was there and said my name again?

It would be like all my years of being so close to it all, so close, but just out of reach, finally paid off.

I own it. I was really stupid to not become a ballgirl when I had the chance, but how could I replace Sherry and Adele? Those foul balls come at you fast. I’ll just say it, I was scared of the ball. It’s my fault for not seizing the opportunity when I had it, but I’m trying to make up for it now and that should count for something.

Must…concentrate…on…work…

Unprecedented Good Days

Yesterday was the best Monday I’ve had since I was three. At work, my boss and our HR rep separately pulled me aside to express concern that I was job hunting and tell me that they wanted me to stick around. I received about ten compliments on my lovely Ann Taylor dress with matching headband that I bought on sale for $29.99 and $7.00, respectively. I found a sneaky way through our firewall and got to listen to the Os game. We didn’t lose.

Then, and here’s the big one, just when I thought things couldn’t get better, I got an email from my new Orioles friend from Cooperstown. He is friends, friends with “the Goose” and was asking if I still planned on going to the HOF this year. That means I may seriously get a chance to meet Goose Gossage. If that happened, I wouldn’t even be able to put it into words. Me, hanging out with a HOFer!! It makes me dizzy. I need to calm down. Does anyone know a black market for Xanax?

What an incredibly good day!

Now today, I’m listening to the Orioles again. As I type this sentence, the score is 10-2, Orioles! It’s true that we haven’t played the dangerous innings yet, but I had to ask my husband, “Is this heaven?” I mean, I’m at work, and work doesn’t fit into how I envisioned heaven, but I’m listening to the Orioles and they’re winning again. So I have to wonder if the stress of the last year hasn’t finally done me in? It’s only Spring Training, but even so. (Incidentally, the last few games prove that if we changed leagues, we’d be just fine.)

Goose Gossage. Goose.

I’m swooning again.

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