I hope you’ll indulge me on this one. There won’t be much, if any, baseball analysis in this post. This is almost all personal. Yet, almost any personal story of mine will necessarily involve the Royals.
I am now 40. I can’t quite believe it. I didn’t wake up Monday morning and feel any older, of course. I’ve always tried to view age as a simple number, and turning 30 or 35 didn’t bother me. But 40…that’s a little different. Somehow this birthday has made me a little more wistful. Where did all that time go?
I suppose a lot of went by while I was following the Royals.