Postcards: The Best Day of the Year

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Dear Fellow Expat:

O-R-I-O-L-E-S.

Magic. Magic. Magic. Magic.

Orioles magic…

Raise your glass… “For the Birds.”

This year… we will lose in the World Series to the Atlanta Braves…

But we’re going to get there… and all I can ask for is to sit next to my parents during an Orioles World Series game.

I did this with the Cubs in 2016. It was a hell of a party.

If the Orioles win the World Series… oh man.

Want to see a 43-year-old cry?

Like sob… a three-time graduate student unable to form sentences?

Do you know how you buy a lottery ticket and drive home thinking about how you would spend the money?

That’s what I do with the Baltimore Orioles.

What would I do if the Orioles won the World Series?

I’d cry… a lot.

Like irrationally.

Second… I don’t know.

I haven’t gotten past the sobbing part of the equation. There is a bonus.

You’d get to watch my 54-year-old brother cry, too.

“I LOVE YOU BROTHER…” —— “I Love you too!” —— “Go Birds….”

I suppose it’d be weird to watch two alligators cry crocodile…