Well, I woke up with one of those dark clouds like you see in cartoons raining over my head. So clearly I still care about that damn game more than I thought I did. I am always amazed at how much power the (wide, wide) world of sports has over moi.
Meanwhile. Yesterday's column. I like this one, I think. I had another idea, but then something about the light this past week triggered a really intense series of memories about that time I was sick.
As I've gotten older, I think about that time from my parents' POV more often. My dad had a brand new high-pressure job at BYU. My mom just had a brand new baby. They had just moved into a new home in a new neighborhood (and you have to understand TRQ often said she'd rather be trampled by wild horses than move to Provo). And then they made my dad a bishop on campus.
I seriously do not know how they kept it all together.
Okay, I know I said this was going to be about the column, the game, and other things. But, actually, there are no other things at the moment. So yes, I did deceive with that title.
Have a good rest of the weekend, everyone.