Last night was supposed to be the 2017 season opener for LSU baseball. We went to the stadium to host a group in my company’s suite for the evening. Had a hamburger and a hot dog. Lived dangerously.
This being Louisiana in February, what happened should not be thought of as a huge surprise. The game ended up being postponed until today. But not until after I had eaten the hamburger and the hot dog.
So, you know what that means, right?
Another hamburger and hot dog today! Victory!
Actually, LSU and Army played twice today. We hosted the guests at the evening game. It was still a little wet and a little cool, but the season got off to a good start. Because it started.
Every year I get the same dual feelings of excitement and disbelief that this is part of my job. A dirty job, but somebody has to do it.
Maybe someday I will grow tired of it.
I’m not holding my breath.