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.
Tuesday, June 03, 2008
Oh, Good! I Still Can Blame Bartman!
Richard Nixon and Steve Bartman. Those two have been enduring scapegoats for anything that ever has or ever will go wrong. Therefore it was with some regret that I read recently that Moises Alou let Bartman off the hook for infamously interfering with that play in the 2003 series with Marlins, breaking my heart and ruining my life.
Ah, but on this rainy, gloomy day -- with my hair curling every which way, with my feelings of isolation escalating -- I got good news:
Report: Alou says he would have caught Bartman ball
Yes, according to ESPN, I can go back to blaming Bartman!