Savage
<strong>October – Game one of the World Series</strong>
“How nervous are you?” Malone asks as we lie in bed. Team rules dictate that we’re supposed to either be by ourselves or have a roommate. JD and I have circumvented that by getting the girls a room, and quietly sneaking in the middle of the night. We haven’t done this since high school, and I have to admit, it was fun. They got here a few hours after we did, so it allowed us to be stealthy. It’s early morning and if I’m honest I haven’t gotten much sleep since we won the Division. We’ve never been to the Big Game before, even with me being the MVP the last season I played, we didn’t make it. This is unknown territory for me. I’m hovering between excited and scared to death. What if we don’t win? What if we do? Right now it’s all causing an anxiety I’ve never felt before.