November 12, 2005
A roar.
Sitting here, sealed up in my University Heights house, I hear a crowd noise, a roar. There is a football game out there, a few blocks away. I'll have to assume there was a touchdown.
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I can see and hear fireworks from the baseball stadium clear across town more often than I can understand. I never see fireworks when I go to the game. And the show goes on forever. It's like frickin' Disneyland.
I prefer to thing it heralds the arrival of my daughter from Chicago on the 1:50 Van Galder bus.
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