Jasper still believes.
My first thought after enduring yet another you’ve-got-to-be-kidding-me loss was this:
My second thought was: Jose. What did you do to your hair? Frosted tips have not helped your hitting. Pull a Lo Duca and find the clippers.
My third thought was: Cat. Come here and cheer me up. At first, Jasper resisted the fighting spirit I so dearly wished for.