Today is Day One of the 2010 World Series and Day Three of our Homecoming Week at school. Conveniently enough, the class color for the Class of 2014 (yeah, say that a few times… Twenty Fourteen… dayum!) is orange. This is a challenging color to find in the wardrobe, and I have to say, I was not fully on board… but not I get it. Each class gets a color and it is their class color for their entire high school career and they wear it on spirit days and various events, and man… orange makes a visual impact!
Adding to the mayhem of orange is the fact that we are here, in fabulous San Francisco where the Giants are playing at home in the opening game of their first World Series since 2002 (loss to the LAAAme-gels) and with a chance to win their first Series since 1954. You all know I am not a Giants fan (Let’s Go Oakland!) but I have to admit – the City is en fuego. On my way to Bart this morning, the orange and black attack was out in force. And that was at 6 a.m. Everything is orange, everything is open, people are smiling and beers are flowing.
Very cool for my Freshman, who like all freshman before them, are being, and will be, denied any chance at homecoming glory – something reserved only for those dirty upperclassmen – but these 300 or so Oranges have a got a city behind them, and on a gorgeous fall day in the Bay, with funny faces and a six run 5th inning… it is pretty good to be orange.
Rennie, Carl, Bonnie, TJ, Uncle John, Kelly W., and David Casselman… this one is for you.