These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Monday, February 19, 2007
Why I Dig Greg Maddux
My beloved, future Hall of Famer Padre #30, Greg Maddux, was interviewed by the San Diego press. When asked where he keeps the amazing 14 Gold Glove awards he has amassed, he said they were in his "dig me room."
Of course I wish he was still #31 and pitching in Wrigley Field. But I'm just grateful he's still pitching at all. I don't want to consider what a season without him would feel like. Not only is he funny, controlled, dedicated and simply one of the best there ever was, he's also one of the few players I can lust after without feeling like Mary Kay LeTourneau.
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