Dodgers got the pennant. Yea!
I'm a bit conflicted, though. My grandmother and her sisters spread out: 2 in Sparks, NV., 3 in Palo Alto, CA., and 2 more in Anaheim, Ca. The northern contingent rooted for the 49ers and the Giants. The southern contingent rooted for the Dodgers and hated football.
If I accidentally said something nice about the Dodgers, Grammie refused to talk to me. If I said something nice about the Giants, Great-aunt Lottie refused to talk to me.
Their silent treatment prepared me for the real world where other mean-spirited people tried it on me. Hah. Got a lot of stuff done while the Silent Treatment Queens punished me.
Back in the day, I worked with Bob, who played minor league ball in the Dodgers' organization, until he blew out both knees. Then he went into the team's major league operation. One year when the Dodgers made the Series, Bob got free tickets and abruptly took 10 days off. His World Series Championship ring was stunningly ugly but he loved it.
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