Tuesday, August 02, 2011

Treat Me Like You Did the Night Before ...

What am I doing home? Shouldn't Paul and I be together again at Wrigley Field?

I loved going Sunday and Monday. He played for three solid hours each night in 90ยบ heat -- God knows how many extra degrees the hot lights added -- and was upbeat, energetic and in terrific voice. How does he do it at age 69? Bouncing from Yesterday to Helter Skelter, his voice should have been ripped to shreds, but it wasn't.

Between the two nights he did most of the songs I really wanted to hear and see ... Got to Get You into My Life, All My Loving, Hello Goodbye, Get Back, I Will, Birthday, We Can Work It Out ... too many to list over the accumulated six hours.

I was thrilled to be THERE, too. Wrigley Field, the Friendly Confines. Home of the Chicago Cubs. Last night I was actually ON the field, shallow right center. Just past the pitcher's mound where my beloved Hall of Famer, Greg Maddux, once stood (landing on both legs, thanks to his textbook perfect stance). Fergie Jenkins. Ron Santo. Billy Williams. All the heroes of my girlhood played there, and now my ultimate great love, Sir Paul, has played there, too.

At times I felt like one of those Make a Wish kids, so worried about my upcoming procedures. Is this my last chance to see Paul before I'm gutted like a fish?

Oh, I know I'm being silly. But I'm worried. Worrying is what I do. I appreciate that his Lordship did his best to take my mind off of my medical problems for six hours this week.

And I Love Him.


  1. What a great way to take your mind off your current worries! Even for a little while.

  2. I'm really enjoying the Sir Paul posts. Try not to worry..easy for me to say.
    Sending vibes.

  3. Wow. Am I ever jealous! Icons, Paul & Wrigley. I hear he's playing at Yankee Stadium... The new one... ;)


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