I'm still not sure I believe it.
Are the San Diego Chargers really at 12 - 2? Whoa!
It seems like aeons ago (and it was) that the Chargers were in the Snow-Ball, playing the Bengals in blizzard conditions when I was in high school. When the Bengals pulled ahead, my brother and I suspended our stuffed tiger from the pepper tree in the front yard and played pinata with it, beating it with a black plastic baseball bat.
Then the Chargers were in the Superbowl, and we dressed E in a toddler cheerleader outfit, and she waved her blue and yellow pom poms. They lost, of course. It's been hard to be a Charger fan sometimes.
So I've been scared to watch much this season, afraid I'd somehow "jinx" my Chargers. But once I know they've won, I'm happy.
Fair weather fan? Not quite. Just a very nervous one, I think.
But I gotta say it: Go Chargers!
Little thoughts from my mind to yours about living a contemplative life in a far too busy world.
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