Fever

What a difficult time it is these days for transplanted Mainers living in the sunny south. Each Sunday is anxiously anticipated with thoughts of a resurgent Bucs effort. About 4:00 like clockwork we are left to ponder and shuffle off to another work week with hopes and dreams dashed. Do we need to get out the bag heads as our team stumbles to 0-4? Mercifully the DRays are off golfing somewhere. Yeah out of the cellar woo hoo. 70 wins woo hoo. As I lay on the couch Bren notices I am breaking out in a sweat. Could it be...............? I am trying to fight it but the pull is just getting to be too great. Bren has seen this all before and I always deny it and fight it off but the pull is so great. Still sweating I will fight the onset of this desease as best as I humbly can. But it is becoming all to apparent that I am showing classic signs of SOX FEVER! I will continue the fight but perhaps I will tire and give into the sweet temptation.