And The Winner Is…

by M. Lizabeth Currain


Oh, what’s that you say?

The Giants won? That accounts for the shouting that was going on in my neighborhood a little while ago. It’s as if they had been playing in the Super Bowl and were getting their ring this year. They were probably shooting off fireworks. Apparently having a team you don’t play for, win a trophy and a ring you will never get to touch is pretty damn exciting!

Oh well. Maybe next year for Da Bears.

And clearly, the real winner tonight is me! Because I finished that paper before midnight!