March Illness
I feel like the men's championship game was a bit of a disappointment this week. Don't you? It just wasn't all that exciting.
Well, not in comparison to the women's game last night.
I came down with a bit of a cold or something, so I was in my bathrobe and hippo pajama bottom pants cheering the lady terps onto victory last night. Surrounded by orange slices, bottles of water and miso soup - I felt like I personally, somehow, contributed to them getting out of the 13 point deficit to win the game in overtime.
Who knew I could be such a fan?
Today, I'm at work, still sick, picking at a salad that has lost its appeal and trying to guzzle a gallon of water.
This weekend? Boston.
Well, not in comparison to the women's game last night.
I came down with a bit of a cold or something, so I was in my bathrobe and hippo pajama bottom pants cheering the lady terps onto victory last night. Surrounded by orange slices, bottles of water and miso soup - I felt like I personally, somehow, contributed to them getting out of the 13 point deficit to win the game in overtime.
Who knew I could be such a fan?
Today, I'm at work, still sick, picking at a salad that has lost its appeal and trying to guzzle a gallon of water.
This weekend? Boston.
posted by j-e-s-s-i-c-a at 1:23 PM
3 Comments:
Duke sucks!
Boston: have fun. Go find Cornwall's in Kenmore Square, near Fenway, and drink heavily. You will thank me later.
lololol
just kidding.
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