It never ceases to amaze me that almost 6 years hence the beginning of our home game, I (we) still look forward to Thursday evenings with the glee of schoolgirls. And the gameday afternoon anticipation is almost as fun as the game itself. A few minutes ago, I sent out a (somewhat) facetious e-mail indicating I was definitely in for the game (had been so-so) and wondering if it still started at 4:30 (it starts at 7).Within 4.6 seconds (or roughly half the time it takes Sang to respond to Lodge-related text messages), Tiny B sent a reply e-mail:
"Sommer and I are at sherlocks drinking jaeger. Come on."
What else can you say really? Go Batfaces!
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