The littlest fan...
Zedder on the hammock getting well into a Tigers game on the radio.
I think we're kinda building ourselves a little girl sports fan reminiscent of little Aimee Saling, which means we're in trouble. Oh sure, she'll be in love with Comerica Park, and football Saturdays will enamor her beyond what most boys ever could, but she'll also be that most fragile of creatures that we know...the hopeful and heart crushed fan. Aimee is one of the only women I know who can fall apart after a game #163...who can find herself so rattled in a post-game Saturday evening as to be barely consolable. Aimee is the girl that died just a little the day that Ernie did. I think we're turning Zoey into that girl.
The disappointment of a little girl lost when the game is gone and radio gets quiet.
It's an easy explanation. Zo is a hilarious little sponge. If she sees Mom or Dad disappointed, well then she must be too. When we jump for joy and dance in place she does the same. Our reaction to sports has become her reaction to sports and it's terrifying. This little girl is gonna love something that will never ever love her back. I pity the boy who falls in love with this Sportscenter princess. She gonna need to meet her own little Kevin Bergquist if she's ever to know a love greater than sports, but if she ever brings home a guy in Twins cap she'll have some explaining to do.