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 The Sporty Day I was feeling really lucky one day for some odd reason. “Mom, Dad, I wanna' win those Ranger tickets. Maybe if we’re really, really lucky the courtside Knick tickets too. . . .” I could hear all of the people talking. It sounded like roaring. Thousands of people coming back from a a 23 mile walk. I could feel the ground shaking because it was so loud. I got my tickets and ripped them and then put them in the big bowl. All of the names were being called out, but I didn’t hear mine. Finally, it was the last two raffles that were being called out. “Mom, Dad! These are the last two raffles, and I wanna' win them sooooo bad!" But then, suddenly, I heard the name, "BlubberFlubber24!" I went up to the big stage and got the bag holding the four courtside Knick tickets! Then I heard my sister’s name called out! When we went home she gave the tickets to me! My mom and dad said, "How do you do it.?!" And now every walkathon even if I don’t win something I still remember going to the Knick game with my whole family and going to the Ranger game with my dad. (And, by the way, the we sat right next to Mariano Rivera!) Article posted October 26, 2011 at 09:12 AM • comment (2) • Reads 496 • see all articles |
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