4,000 miles traveled. 48 hours passed. I sat on my couch, physically and emotionally taxed. Just two days earlier, I had to make the split-second decision whether or not I was going to make the long and pricey journey to Minnesota for just the third time in my life. For a sports team that has been one of the most important pieces of my identity for the majority of life, I’m always surprised by how few times I’ve visited their home. After mentally wrestling with the idea and a supportive, but firm nudge from my wife, I booked airfare, found Minnesota Lynx and Minnesota Timberwolves game tickets, and finalized lodging arrangements in the matter of an hour.
Thank You, Minnesota
