I arrived late to today’s team-building event. Stupid me, it never occurred to me that if the game starts at 1, that means tailgating events take place before 1. Here I am, showing up at 2, wondering “where is everyone?”

In my defense, it takes a long time to get to RFK from my just-outside-Baltimore home. Additionally, I really thought the tailgating would start at 1.

I got there, made some calls, waited 30 minutes, then decided to go back home. Oh well, if i really wanted to be there, I would have been there on time. Can you blame me? I suffer from HPT, the Latino version of CPT (definition #2), the condition that Nadia struggles with every day. It’s genetic!

I took a video of me standing in front of the stadium. Check it out.