There is a documentary on Joe Namath on netflix. I surprised myself and my husband by vividly remembering everything about him.
“Number 12, right?” I said.
“14,” I think.
Ten minutes later he’s seen with #12.
“They win this,” I say, of the AFC championship game.”
“I don’t know.”
“Yeah, I think they do win it…”
How weird. I don’t know what is up with my memory. It’s got to be the transits to Mercury.
I have never been a football fan. I have no idea how I know (so much) about Joe Namath, but boy was he a star.
Saturday, December 1, 2012