“I still can’t believe it,” Stan said.
I knew Stan from years ago. We lost touch when he moved to San Diego. Recently we ran into each other in LA.
“Why, why did the Chargers have to leave San Diego?” he cried.
“I know, it sucks.”
“And to Los Angeles, of all the God-forsaken places. No offense.”
“None taken. I’m used to it.”
“Can you imagine San Diego without an NFL team? It’s just not right. What’s wrong with a city and a team owner when they can’t meet in the middle and get things done?”
“Washington has been doing it for years.”
“You’re not helping.”
“Listen, I know how you feel. People love their hometown teams. Same thing happened in Cleveland. All those years I supported them, and one night they disappeared. I even scanned the missing persons website to see if they showed up. Next thing I know some people reported seeing them in Baltimore. No break-up letter, note, or even a text. Talk about being ghosted.”