Bad dreams are not good....bad dreams that seem real are really not good....but those real life situations that turns into a bad dream are far worse. Last night I had a dream about Roger. I'm not certain what spurred the dream but nonetheless...it woke me up.
All I recall is I was at Roger's door knocking...he finally answered the door with a smirky smile. Debbie was off to the side doing pull-ups (HEY its a DREAM...I didn't get it either). His kids were standing around. So I started talking to him about the steriod issue...when I said to him, "Roger there are people who hate you and think you're guilty but there are still people who love you...you need to just come clean and tell the truth". He just stood there shaking his head up and down smiling....then I woke up.
Why I did dream about this ex-baseball hero of mine? I hadn't talked about him that day...I have no clue what was going on.
What I should have said to Roger was, in the words of a late great writer, "me thinks thou dost protest too much"