This would be about the time I
could expect a late-night phone call from Clare, with her college softball
season started. Nothing like the phone
ringing at 11:45 PM. Did I wake you? Of course not. And then it was five minutes nonstop of where
she had blasted balls in the gym. If
memory serves, one call included mention of a broken window. No doubt they added it on to tuition.
Next week, pitchers and catchers
report to spring training, and it all begins anew. So I can start rooting for the White Sox
again, assessing the state of the rebuild, hoping the way fans do in the
spring. That said, I’d much rather be
getting those late-night February phone calls after a late practice.
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