I just saw my neighbor’s wife (I realize she’s my “neighbor” too; just being clear). She was out for a walk; sweatin’ to the oldies. Glad for her. I happen to see her playlist called, “Choate’s favs” and I swear I could faintly hear “Take it on the run” which was so fitting.
While biting my lip, I asked her if she’s excited for the “Golden Triangle Classic” and she responded, “can’t fuckin’ wait!” Apparently, the MILF camp is this weekend.
Anyway, I also asked her about how smart Mr. Bergen must be, and she exclaimed, “he’s a total drama queen—you can have him!”
I was like, “drama queen?”
And she goes, “those were Choate’s words.”
And I’m all, “huh?”
And she was like, “Choate called him that in the singing day press conference.”
I asked if she misses him.
She said not at all.
I said, no, I mean miss Choach.
And I swear a tear came to her eye (*doubt it could have been sweat)