The Dream


What a crazy way to wake up. What a sweet realization that it actually happened. So many tears last night. So much fun and laughter today talking with my  mom, who last saw a championship team when she was in high school. What a night. What a morning after. I’m hungover with happiness.

Words fail me today, but there are so many other great writers out there so go read them. They’re all writing and for the first time they’re writing laudatory accounts. Praises are being sung. It’s so beautiful. Our city is special. Our team is special. To come from Cleveland is special. No matter where we might live now, Clevelanders can be forgiven for pinching themselves today. Go ahead, pinch: It isn’t a dream.

Actually, I take that back: It is a dream. Happily, dreams come true.