After all, not everybody is a season-ticket holder, guaranteed a shot at witnessing post-season glory.That's OK. Maybe next year, those fans could fol...ow us up to Yankee Stadium, watch us play a game or two up there. Nice park, Yankee Stadium. Good, solid third-place club, those Yanks.It would have been kind of neat if Game Six had turned out to be a masterpiece. I'd like to have felt the tension while Sam Bailey worked into the seventh inning without having given up a hit. Or I would have. No panties. He couldn’t get over that. When the light was right between her legs, he could see her so clearly. And he remembered her smile. When they had danced, her smile made him feel like she liked him, like she liked dancing with him. When he had seen her again going into Victoria’s Secret, it aroused him to think she was buying sexy things to wear. He wanted to know what she bought.When he saw her come out of Victoria’s, he asked to go on his lunch break, and he followed her. He was. "Come onin."She too had changed into different clothing. She was wearing a white tanktop and an orange mini-skirt."My mom is still at work for a few hours. My brother is off doingsomething and wont be home until after dinner. So it's just me until theycome home. Can I get you a drink?" Maybe just water or soda," I said following her into her kitchen.She reached up to a cabinet and pulled down a glass, then opened thefridge and pulled out a Britta pitcher, and filled the glass up. Shehanded it. The conversations ranged from exotic high science to philosophical chest thumping. Kim learned nearly as much outside the classrooms as she did inside, but not all of it was welcome knowledge.Before college, nearly all of Kim's associations were limited to students still living at home. They were controlled by parents, or guardians, so most of their rebellious efforts were channeled towards getting around those controls. College freshmen have spent the years, since the onset of puberty, pushing.