Fishy
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I bought a 25-ounce can of Rolling Rock at a gas station - it's like drinking rain water out of a bucket, but I'm doing it.
My wife, without being prompted or even being aware of tradition, brought home buffalo wings - she doesn't eat them and has never, ever brought a wing into this house...and yet, here they are. Fate.
Bobblehead Jim Calhoun is waiting for the tip-off.
And I just got back from the state park where I stood in the dark for a ten-count just to make sure the basketball gods had time to take attendance.
All the boxes are checked. It's winning time.
My wife, without being prompted or even being aware of tradition, brought home buffalo wings - she doesn't eat them and has never, ever brought a wing into this house...and yet, here they are. Fate.
Bobblehead Jim Calhoun is waiting for the tip-off.
And I just got back from the state park where I stood in the dark for a ten-count just to make sure the basketball gods had time to take attendance.
All the boxes are checked. It's winning time.
