I can picture Max stalking around his home the next couple of days.
I had just gotten out of the shower, I donned my freshly pressed Juan Soto “Stars and Stripes” jersey with matching hat. Anticipation dancing in my eyes, looking forward to the excitement that awaited me.
It was Alison, and in a tone usually reserved for informing someone that their mother had died, let me know that Opening Day at Nationals Park was postponed.
My disappointment was palpable, even over the phone.
“Ok babe, I’m gonna let you process this” she said as she hung up and left me to simmer in my sorrow.