“What’d you do earlier today – parade?”
“No I was over at the Red Bulls game. Good time.”
“Oh yeah, who won?”
And then I’d get that look. Half sympathetic, as if the result indicated that I’d wasted an afternoon out in Jersey. Half confused – how can they let things end in a tie?
Yet anyone who watched yesterday knows the score was not at all indicative of the quality or pace of the game. Journey, not destination, right? A few thoughts this morning after an up-tempo, chippy, thoroughly entertaining contest in Harrison.