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Michael McLeod
Jack:
Your age is showing. And I mean that as a compliment.
Years ago I would have just been angry and frustrated and bitter over the kind of loss we had to sit and take last saturday.
But after moping around a bit after the game I had an impulse to drive down the street and knock on the door of a Michigan fan I've been teasing for years.
I congratulated him. I told him I knew exactly how he felt, which was exactly how I felt years ago when OSU broke out of a long losing streak and beat Michigan. I was happy for him. And I sincerely, sincerely was. Swear to God. It's a Christmas miracle. I never could have risen above my own frustrations, in years past, long enough to let go the way I had to let go to have a moment like that. I enjoyed it. He enjoyed it. The guy had tears in his eyes as he shook my hand, and I had to do a little blinking myself.
I'm still surprised that I did something like that - not just that I did it but that it came to me so effortlessly. Then I realized it reflected changes in me that I hadn't registered until that moment.
Anyway that's what your post reminded me of. It made me suspect you and I - and lord knows how many of our classmates - have gone through similiar transformations.
The more we pay attention over the years the more we open up a different perspective on things, one that will, on occasion, take us by surprise.
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