…and I wish I’d never come back.
Drama doesn’t go away just because I escaped for the weekend. High school is petty and I hate it.
I LOVE DENVER and its surrounding areas. I can’t wait for ten months to move there.
I spent HOURS at Colorado Mills. Sports Authority, Denver Autograph Co., with a little Bath & Body Works thrown in there for a little spice (har har *dodges rotten tomatoes*). I talked to some very wonderful people, including someone who actually has the same name as I do.
I WANT TO GET AWAY FROM THIS.
On to real news:
Girls, eyes off the pretty Matty and on the text, please. That’s right, kiddos. Matt Holliday will never again don a Rockies jersey. As much as I hate to see him go, he’s a Scott Boras client and it would have been rough for him and the team to get a contract his agent would be okay with. Besides, I LOOOOOVE Huston Street and would really appreciate the chance to get a picture with him now that he’ll be playing in the Superior Circuit.
At least they didn’t trade Tulo.
Yesterday I wandered around downtown, took a ride on the light rail, and hugged poor, empty, beautiful Coors Field. I navigated with a map (SHOCKER) and didn’t get lost. But then I had to come home and that pretty much sucked.
I think I might change my blog’s focus at the start of next season and not wait until I actually physically move to Denver to change it. Got a great title ready!
I hope everyone’s having a good offseason, and go Astros/Rox.