It was easy, growing up on Colorado’s Front Range, to see things in a simple oppositional framework: There’s this and that — either/or — the Rockies in one direction and the Great Plains in the other.
I’m looking at the weather forecast and thinking it should be spelled r-o-l-l-e-r c-o-a-s-t-e-r. I was in stubborn refusal mode for getting any summer clothes back out when nice fall ...
And that was just him trying to put the bloomin’ thing on the tee. People have different ways of turning a release valve in a game that can easily push you to the brink of blowing a gasket.