Although I started writing Bleacher Nation in my mind years before I put finger to keyboard, the nominal birthday of the site is six years ago, tomorrow. What a little scamp she’s become. Ready for kindergarten.
Christmas means different things to different folks, and, for me, the primary focus is my family. That connection was a significant chunk of why I started BN in the first place, and I try to honor it by stepping back from this place briefly to enjoy the holiday.
So, in that spirit, I’ll be taking tomorrow off – there is no Masahiro Tanaka news to derail my plan this year – and you won’t see anything new up at the site. (Fun fact: because I couldn’t take Christmas off last year thanks to Tanaka, there have been 730 consecutive days here at BN with at least one new post. I think that’s two parts “brag,” one part “shame.”)
Whatever holidays you do or don’t celebrate, be they this week or next or some months past, I wish you the best. Merry Christmas from me and my family to you and yours.
Thank you for reading, commenting, discussing, befriending, Tweeting, Facebooking, and supporting the site. None of this works without you. Don’t think that is lost on me, and I don’t require a holiday to reflect on how fortunate I am to be here, doing this. It still strikes me every day.
Thank you to Luke for his contributions, which are always interesting and insightful. I am also consistently struck by how similarly we see things … and yet he comes at them from just enough of a different angle that it forces me to think. I like to think.
Thank you to The Wife for her support six years ago when I was bouncing writing ideas off of her. For her support when I put those ideas into this place mornings, nights, and weekends while lawyering. For her support when I wanted to turn this place into a full-time job. And for her support and partnership in raising those two kids you may have heard me mention from time to time.
Speaking of that wife and those kids, I think I’ll go join them now.
See you on the 26th.