Incidental Acts of Spontaneous Cerebral Violence

Thursday, October 27, 2005

Those are tears of joy, my friend.

Ron Rapoport sums it up brilliantly:

It was because there are times when it all comes together. There are times when the sun shines all day, the boss gives you a raise, the girl you've been afraid to talk to invites you to dinner, the dealer gives you the ace you're looking for, and even the Cubs fan sticks out his hand and says congratulations.

There are times when after waiting and hoping and praying for so long, the White Sox win the World Series.
Thank you Ozzie. And Jerry. And Kenny. And the entire White Sox organization.

But, most of all, thank you Dad . . . for that first trip to Comiskey almost thirty years ago and every single game thereafter.

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