Meanwhile on the baseball field...
... Patrick is looking good in Red.
OH. MY. GOD. So this afternoon I was sitting in the living room, watching the Jays game with my dad and SarahSynchroJunior. Suddenly, Chiddy approaches the pitcher's mound, and SSJunior's eyes light up with the sparkly recognition of the wonderful skater who magically appeared out of nowhere to throw the ceremonial first pitch. "FINALLY!", I squeal internally to myself, both in relief and amazement, absolutely delighted to see that all that money I'd spent on dozens of specialized hypnosis treatments to rid her mind of its unfortunate penchant for skaters who are far less superior had been worth every penny
Finally, she opens her mouth to speak the words I'd been dying to hear for what feels like forever.
"Oh my gosh, Mommy, look! It's that skater who goes to the same competitions as Yuzuru!!! Do you think he's somewhere in the Rogers Centre too? I really hope so! Then after the ball game is over and it's time to go to my skating practice, can we listen to Prince's greatest hits album in the car?! Oh, and I'm not really too hungry tonight, could just you make me a salad to eat on the way? The fluffier and greener the lettuce, the better!"
.... GET .... OUT .... OF .... MY .... HOUSE. I HAVE NO DAUGHTER!!! BEAT IT OR I'M CALLING THE COPS AND TELLING THEM THERE'S A VERY CONFUSED ORPHAN WHO BROKE INTO MY PRIVATE PROPERTY!!!