At Least There is This
My mood, which has been so-so of late, had to limp all the way through August.
I have such a Love/Hate relationship with that month. Some of the greatest things in the world are associated with it, and some of the worst are too. Plus it is always so freaking HOT. Hate that.
But even though September brings with it the horror and abomination of my birthday and another year closer to a dirtnap, it at least brings cooler temperatures and, best of all, the return of the football season.
It starts tonight. Oddly, on a Wednesday, because of a speech planned by the POTUS on Thursday. A game twixt the Super Bowl Champion New York FOOTBALL Giants and the Dallas Cowboys.
For me, the REAL season gets underway on Monday Night Football, when the Baltimore Ravens take on the Cincinnati Bengals in an AFC North game right out of the gate at home. At least it is at home. Can't wait.
We were so close last year. SO close. Watching Lee Evans drop a touchdown pass, then watching Billy Cundiff miss an easy field goal and seeing the Ravens NOT go to the Super Bowl was heartbreaking last year. I hope we do as well or better this year.