I will be 74 in October.
And I just ate a whole quart of ice cream because the Celtics beat the Heat with one/tenth of a second left in their season.
If you did not hear me during the last four minutes of the game you must live west of the Mississippi. We had our slider open and, in retrospect, I am surprised the local constable did not knock on my door for a Wellness check.
I had no money on the game. I almost never bet on sports, (except when I wrote the basketball book). I am just a fan.
Earlier today I went to see a division 3 softball game. No tv cameras, but it was still exciting. Many times in my life someone has seen me get excited about a sporting event and asked me "why?" My dad, who never ever bet on sports, would say, "I feel bad for those who don't get excited about sporting events." Not sure I feel bad for those folks because many may have other hobbies that thrill them. But there is a reason why the Boston Garden will be jammed on Memorial Day with screaming people like me.
