I’m Tired…….very tired.
Maybe it’s the Winter blahs, maybe it’s the government, maybe it’s the people who grind me into the pavement day after stinking day,….. but I’m tired, very tired.
As I get older, winter has become more of an ordeal.
Yesterday, walking home, a school kid from Alexandra nailed me with a snowball….
The old Fred Wallace would have freaked out, and chased the kid for blocks….
Not yesterday. I was tired,….. so very tired…
A lot of the fatigue has to do with the schedule I keep here, and with the Attack of the Ontario Hockey League.
I’m worn out because the League apparently doesn’t want Owen Sound to win.
I almost believe that.
I almost believe that because the schedule maker must have an ex-wife in Owen Sound.
And as for the referees, I can only imagine that every ex-wife AND every ex-mother in law are Attack fans, because every night Owen Sound is getting………ah jeez, I’m tired.
So tired that the good people I work for are sending me away….off to a fun filled Caribbean island, where the refs can’t get me, the schedulemaker can’t get me and Revenue Canada can’t get me. At least for a week.
……I’ll be invigorated when I return.
But today…………I’m tired…..very, very, VERY tired.
I’m Fred Wallace


