It's 7:30 here on the east coast, just got finished at work and I am checking in on the Tank. The wife is at home struggling with all of the kids. (he he) If she only knew how stressful it was wondering if Priest was done for the year, if Turf Toe is healing, if I made a mistake dropping a Johnson for a Cloom, or having to spend 10 minutes reading another Ben Ice interview! (just kidding Ben) Another late night at work, (and she thinks I am still working) or waking up in the middle of the night to see how Bulger did on Monday night football. You guys (and girls) are the only ones that understand my feelings.
Shall I tell her the truth about you....Tank.... or keep her guessing?