I am going to be quite crass for a moment and say that I knew Honey by his arse long before I knew him by his handsome face. You see, playing catcher for Georgia Tech, his face was nearly always covered by such a substantial mask that I had no idea what drool-worthy features were hiding beneath. I have no earthly idea why I'm revealing this to the blogosphere, when I simply intended to tell of our annual family outing to good old Russ Chandler stadium for a college ball game... so back to the task at hand...
After our supper at The Varsity we scooted over to Tech to catch their last regular season game of the year.
Much to my dismay and utter anxiety, John now makes it his mission at any and all games where he is in the stands to procure a game ball by any means possible. Which means I usually end up sitting helpless and exposed in the danger zone of waaaaay too many foul balls. This, while ninety-nine percent of my friends spent their night at ballet recital dress rehearsals, is how I spend my time :-)