I hate that I’m writing this.
It’s probably the last thing that I wanted to write after the Los Angeles Dodgers won their first World Series in 32 years.
Justin Turner, one of my favorite players in baseball, broke my heart and ruined the World Series for me with his reckless and selfish act.
You see, I’m a Dodgers fan. Incurably. I’ve tried to quit. But I just can’t. Cut me open and I bleed Dodger Blue. Pantone 294 to be exact.
I can’t help it. It’s my dad’s fault. He infected me.