Sometime in the early 2010’s, my kids were getting ready to start summer day camp and they’d need to pack a lunch every day.
Rather than getting lunchboxes that would either get lost or impossibly dirty at camp, my wife bought a box of brown paper lunch bags. Classics.
There were 500 of them. Now, after a dozen years, this is the last of them, dutifully carrying my sandwich and apple for lunch today.
May 7th is a day that holds a couple of key memories for me, sports-wise.
Bartolo Colon’s only career home run cemented his status as a folk hero for the New York Mets and for me as a fully-portioned gentleman athlete. I still get some goosebumps when I watch it.
May 7th was also the date for the one of the greatest comebacks in the history of sport. Liverpool erased a 0-3 deficit in the 2nd leg of the Champions League semi-final to win over Leo Messi’s Barcelona, punctuated by Divock Origi scoring on Trent Alexander-Arnold’s corner taken quickly.
I still watch this a couple of times a year. It gets me every time.