I don’t know about you, but I can’t think of March 28, 1984 and not get at least a little emotional “tug” when I think of that picture of the Mayflower vans rolling through the snow in Owings Mills with our football team headed toward Indianapolis. So instead of “geezing” and telling old stories and crying the blues over the Colts and the horseshoe and the records and all of that stuff today, I’m really more just shocked that it’s been 25 years!
A quarter of a century! The Blast were cool, the Orioles were good, the hair was big, the Preakness was like a Super Bowl…
The bittnerness has faded a bit for me. (Thankfully…)
Otherwise, I’d have written a longer blog…
I suppose it’s worth noting if you wake up and look at the calendar and realize it’s a significant “date in sports history.” But it doesn’t have the sting it once did, the whole Irsay-Colts thing. I’m glad I’m mellowing in my 40’s…
