When I was a senior in high school (1993-94), I thought Nancy Kerrigan was *hot*. My guy friends thought I was mad about a horse.
Then a blondie jealous of my Nancy's skills orchestrated an attack on sweet Nancy's knee. Kerrigan's wet pleas of "Why?! Why?!" prompted from me but one reply (a sympathetic cry).
I then got contact lenses.
The woman I thought was a babe turned out to be less. Now among the seeing, I realized my perception of luscious a mess. For Kerrigan I no longer longed.
Three days ago, I thought of my sightless high school crush on Kerrigan for the first time since high school. I searched her on wikipedia and found that Harding's attack on Kerrigan occurred January 6, 1994--exactly 16 years ago today. Boo!
Grungevig
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