Honesty.

It's like being a spurned lover. It's like going to a party or conference that you know the ex-boyfriend will also be attending and trying to play it cool. It's like trying to be all "Hey! What's Up?". When inside, as the event approaches, you're slowly turning to goo. The analogy isn't perfect because he didn't choose to leave but it's how I'm feeling this evening.

I can claim to be more interested in Breslow's appearance (and I do care more about Craig doing well than I care about Nomar doing well) but Nomar Garciaparra is coming to town tonight and I'm excited. I'm excited for all the things he did and all the things he might have been. Nomah is back. Stand up and cheer.