A Quandary

I second the Meat Train shout out.

You could make a sign in support of Justin Williams

Ow. Honestly, I had perfect faith in our luck being okay this year, Lokti shoulder and all, right up until Williams’ leg snapped. Then it was “AW, CRIMINY!”

But then I decided I was being silly and to make an MT one anyhow. It was fun! Plus, randomly hollering “Meeeeeeeeeeat” cracked my mom right up.

I think I had the wrong focus, though. I just left the game saying, “Yay, no catastrophic injuries!”

HA!

Or he could get a terrible thumb break. What would we doooo?

I did make the Meat Train signs and seriously, it paid off. I was walking out to the exit, and a guy who I remembered sitting a row in front of me came up and said, “Okay, I have to ask. Who is Meat Train?” and I told him it was Simmonds. Then he said, “WHO calls him that, though?” and I said, “Some people,” (‘cause that sounded better than five)—and explained that we’ve already had one King who was a Simmer, anyhow. My mom wouldv’e completely backed me up on this if she had not been laughing her head off.

I do think it was awesome that he recognized me as ‘the woman hollering Meat,’ though. I’m a one-gal Hilshire farm ad. Woo!

I should’ve been sad/mad about the weird loss but I was at a game, with my mom (AWESOME), and I’d seen a guy wearing an oldschool 90s sweatshirt that said “Kelly Hrudey…is ON DUTY.” Nothing could puncture the bubble of my happiness.