Last weekend, we headed to southern Florida so I could attend a bird photo workshop in the Everglades. The airport was quite busy with Steelers fans heading to Dallas. Imagine our shock, therefore, when we boarded our plane and noticed that it had a Ravens emblem next to the door. Hubby asked the flight attendant what the story was and she replied that they were going to Baltimore next [after dropping us off in Fort Lauderdale].
The next day, on the trail in the park, a ranger asked us where we were from. I replied, "Pittsburgh. Go Steelers!" It turned out that he was originally from Ohio and his family came from Pittsburgh. How small the world is...
When it was time for my husband to watch the Big Game, the cable in our room decided to die again. He ended up watching much of the game in the lobby. Well, as you know by now, the game didn't end like he had hoped for. But, die-hard baseball fan that he is, he recovered quickly. And the other day he reminded me that it is only one more week until I hear the dreaded announcement: "Pitchers and catchers report for spring training!"
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