Rays 5, Rangers 1
- September is not a month I’m fond of.
- I didn’t enjoy school growing up. I found it tedious, boring, something that provided no value to my life, something that occupied time that I could spend doing things I enjoyed.
- September always meant the resumption of the school year. It meant having to interact with people, something I generally had little desire to do as a child. It meant having to sit, trapped, trying to find some way to occupy myself and keep myself entertained while tuning out whatever droning sounds were being made by the adult at the front of the class.