That’s Mahoney and he’s one of my closest buddies. We also host a show called the Monday Morning Cubs Show but for now just know him as Mahoney my buddy.
He’s obsessed with GOOSE and I let him down big time earlier today when I published some hesitancy towards my fandom.
And as I’m sitting here thinking about everything, I realize it’s complete bullshit for me to be a bad friend to Mahoney like this.
When I tell you he’s obsessed with Goose, I am severely underreporting his obsession.
When I tell you he would drink a glass of Rick’s bath water FOR REFRESHMENT, I am severely underreporting his unquenchable thirst.
When I say that he would blow Cotter (the drummer), I am severely underreporting his gag reflex and unquenchable thirst.
My point in these examples is to say he’s their #1 fan and there is no #2 in comparison.
With that, I would like to admit it’s pretty busch league for me to publicly question my loyalties to a group he has tirelessly shared with me in unmitigated support.
Especially through rough patches of life. When a good song really hits and makes you think about things. Mahoney’s always been there for me under the influence of Goose. So much that I can hardly explain in any way that doesn’t make me sound like a huge pussy.
So who am I now to question whether or not I like them?
The easier thing to say is that I love Mahoney and that means being there as a good friend, which means absolutely no shot I can even question my loyalties. I’m a Goosehead as much as a Monday Morning Maniac as much as I am a Brother Rice guy and a loud mouth southsider. You can’t have one without any of the others and I would like to use this as an opportunity to apologize to Mahoney.
I’m sorry Tim
Please forgive me.