The Mid-Season Resentment Is Here
It’s mid-season and I’m tired. That point is here. Some years it comes sooner and some years it comes later, but make no mistake, it always comes. You know the one I’m talking about? The week where all the pre-game jitters have settled down to the point they are almost non-existent. The Friday that I’m not overly nervous and my anxiousness is for the game to be over, not to start. That point when resentment has set in and boils in my blood with every dirty dish, load of laund