In many respects, the
But life is the journey, my friends. Life is the journey. And this particular journey proved a magical one indeed. I was resting comfortably on the vastly overpriced Acela train, and next thing I knew the train was pulling into
First thing I did was profess my love for Gonzo. I told him I was so proud of everything the team had achieved. Then, I asked for his autograph. He said he didn't have a pen on him, but thankfully Assistant Coach Scott “Mr. Roboto” Adubato came to the rescue. Next thing I knew, Gonzo had signed my notepad, wishing me all the best:
Best Wishes, Coach "Gonzo"
What a gentleman, what a class act. His use of the quotations -- simply flawless.
After that, I attempted to start conversation with some of the players, which was met with milder success. True, I'm Facebook friends with most of them -- umm, Mike Davis, what will it take withyou? -- but I'm pretty sure they didn't recognize me at all. After wishing the boys good luck against G-town, I bid them farewell. But then I realized my mistake. I needed photographs, or else Dave would never believe me. Sure, I had the Gonzo autograph, but who would
really believe that Gonzo actually included quotations in his signature?!?!?! Umm...I smell a forgery! So I did the only thing I could do: I ran after the players and followed them outside to the team bus.
Fortunately, the front facade of Union Station is rather picturesque, so it makes sense that someone might be taking photographs there anyway. Because, however, it was the dead of night, my case was somewhat more suspect. Also suspect was the fact that I was aiming the camera right at them. (Also, I think I may have told Paul Gause to smile, which he didn't.) After freaking them out I think, I watched as they boarded the bus, and out of my life.
Looking back, would I have played it differently? Do I have any regrets? No. Considering the circumstances, I'm pleased with how things went. I had the chance to meet my idols in person, and even though the moment didn't last as long as I would have liked, it taught
me one thing: while incredibly overpriced, and unconscionably subject to delays, the Acela is actually God's favorite mode of transportation.
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