The fellow in the white jersey (spectator, not player), is my friend Dale. He is Canadian, and I’m friends with him, so that proves I’m not racist. Dale has left NYC for the Great White North for awhile. Another thing about Dale is that there is no one on Earth who loves Weezer more. It’s ok. I get such joy from our daily texts that he can … wait for it… destroy my sweater.
Yes I am. A little but I’m not driving.