I'm wearing my Scary Schiavo shirt. I was unable to attend the March bout, but my good friend Patsy acted as courier to obtain the marvelous shirt. It is navy blue with orange lettering and has a huge 86 on the back beneath the name of my favorite jammer. I wore it to work, as promised. My students were all like "86? Miss Katy, did you get tossed outta the bar last night?" I'm a hit. Almost cool. All as a result of my fascination.
The word on the street is Scary will make an appearance at my friend's house warming party after wrestling this Saturday night. What a good week to live in Pittsburgh! All my dreams have come true.