At the root of the word fan is the word fanatic.
On Saturday evening, my wife and I went to an early dinner at the Palm in Tysons Corner. We went early because we had gone on a date to a movie and then went to dine so we could rush home and watch the Caps game. By the way, we saw the film The Blind Side which we both liked very much.
Our server took our order and very efficiently brought us our salads. As we were eating a young man - who is also a waiter - walked up to our table and said, “I don’t mean to interrupt you but I wanted to tell you that I have a great friend at church. She is 75 years old. She emails you all of the time and you once sent her an autographed hat from Ovie as a Christmas gift and some free tickets as she can’t afford to go to games. Sir, that was very nice of you. She talks about you all of the time. You are very generous. And she sure loves her Caps hockey. I also wanted you to know that I don’t like the Caps as I am a Penguins fan. I also have to be a Pirates fan, too. It comes with the geography.”
He then wanted to shake my hand and walked away.
Then on Sunday - to relax - I went to the Grooming Lounge to get my beard trimmed and to get a hot lather shave. They use seven hot towels and then an ice cold towel. It is very relaxing.
(more…)