Heard "Anchorage" this morning and thought of you.
Were you able to catch the game last night? I couldn't watch it because I was jinxing the team. When I got into the van (see title) after my upholstery class (more awesome than I even imagined), the score was 20-9, 'Dores. The lead kept dwindling such that by the time I got home to watch it, the Vols had taken their first lead since 3-0. So, I took one for the team. I popped in Disc 2 of Season 4 of The Wire and flipped back to the game every once in a while to check the scores. (As for The Wire, I cannot recommend this show highly enough. I know you would love it [at least, I know you would have loved it in the past--not so sure since you revealed your love for Grey's Anatomy {"Mc"seriously, Megan?!?}]. You should definitely rent the DVDs. You'll probably find it to be more exciting than you did my last recommendation.)
I allowed myself to watch the final minute or so of the game. I have to admit that the white-out didn't look bad at all. (See, I can admit when I'm wrong!) I was afraid they were going to choke it away there at the end, when they heaved the ball up court and nearly out of bounds--thank goodness for the feisty freshman! So sweet:
I've got my black-and-gold on today. Here's hoping the goodwill generated last night can sustain me through the workday!
Have a good one.
love, molly
previous post title source: "One Night in Bangkok," from Chess
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