They say that "absence makes the heart grow fonder", but what about when all you feel is hatred? What do you feel then if you're a long way off?
Well, yesterday, I watched the NY Yankees lose and it felt really good. I'm 3,000 miles from home, there isn't a Yankee fan around to annoy me (other than by e-mail), yet I was still nervous when I thought Minnesota was going to blow it near the end.
So, I've grown no fonder of the Yankees or their fans. Two more days like yesterday and my October will be a happy one.
