As I was standing by the jerseys waiting for the bidding to end, a woman came up to me and asked, "Do you know who the..., oh, oh.." I finished, "Who the crazy woman is bidding on the jerseys?" She said, "Yes, I was going to say that but then I thought maybe you were her!" I said, "I am!" She laughed, embarassed. I laughed like the crazy woman that I am.
My son played hockey with and against Andy and plays hockey with Andy's dad on Sunday nights. And he's a homie. And, well, you all know how I feel about Mike. I won the bids for both jerseys.
You know working until your in your 80s before retirement may not be such a bad thing.