Before a post lands here, it is an idea, considered, drafted in my brain - often when sleeping should be the preferred pastime, and eventually typed, edited and posted. So when I did a post earlier today, it's genesis was probably 72 hours prior.
Therefore little could I imagine that the Yankees, or more correctly a Yankee would be the subject of such sadness within a few short hours of my actually posting.
I considered deleting my post, but ultimately it is not about the Yankee players who had a season to be proud of, or their fans: just a problem with the current owner, a man whose last message to his players was "unacceptable".
A sad day indeed for a man and his family. Rest in peace Cory.
Who Am I
- Nate
- I'm a middle aged man - separated and finally accepting, and yes, even embracing, being gay. My alter-ego Bibydays started this blog as a bisexual married man. One day I realized that Bibydays was just not an accurate description in so so many ways: Nate was born. Turns out there is much more to issues of my orientation than I ever realized. My world at work while not closeted is still not truly open but my family and friends stand with me in the sunlight. This place, once my refuge, now becomes a place where I can come to write when I have something to say.
2 comments:
I thought of the bitter irony (or maybe timing) of your post when it was finally determined that he had died in the plane crash.
Funny, I think of you when my thoughts are music as well.
When I heard of the news I thought of your post also... was probably flying as a way to escape thing that had happened over the past several days...
May be he with the angels now... (and not the LA Angels, that would not be a good thing...)
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