Friday, September 26, 2008
My sixth-grade son’s Humanities teacher takes an interesting approach to vocabulary. He has the kids pull together a list of new words each week from their own reading. As a class, the kids then vote for the “best” to be on that week’s vocabulary test.
One of this week’s words:
Which I learned means: to fall apart or down from a strong emotion, such as frustration or annoyance.
I told my kid he is living with a dad-sized example of plotz this week in case he needs a sentence on today’s test.
I just had this image after last night’s game of millions of Sox fans sharing plotz as they flipped off televisions, radios and computers all across the country.
As we all know, sleep has been tough and no food seems to taste good.
And we certainly have done this to ourselves, put ourselves in this situation.
We need to win the next four games, or go 3-1 if the Twins lose one to the Royals. Will it be tough? You bet. Is it doable? Yes it is.
That would get us to a Tuesday winner-take-all playoff game with Minnesota for the Division title.
It has to start again tonight when we take the field. Think how the scenario could change if we win tonight and the Twins lose the first game of their series.
We’ve made things much, much tougher, but it isn’t over yet.