It was back when the Yankees were good. Before we knew that Alex Rodriguez was Alex Rodriguez, and when Fordham blew away all comers to have one of the best classes of the year.
It wasn't a party with a lot of music - just a huge, family style table with a bunch of Committee members and a really nice Chianti.
We thought we saw Jeter come in, though we weren't certain. Maybe it was Kevin Eakin, we weren't sure. But we were knee-deep in the pasta and four glasses in, so it was really all a sort-of blur. Jokes about the Jumbo Points we just earned kept everyone laughing.
The enjoyment of that meal seemed a bit far away after seeing Fordham's report show up in a manila envelope marked "Fordham". There seemed to be an effort to have the envelope be neat and crisp, at least.
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