By next week, we won’t have to worry about all the implications of what happens when Maryland finally joins the Big Ten.
Then again, we won’t have to listen to Mayan Sharona.
Still, if it is over, we won’t be able to see if Martinsburg will win a record fourth straight state football title.
We won’t see if the Hagerstown Community College men’s basketball team will have what it takes to make it to another national tournament.
We will never find out if Washington County remains dominant in volleyball and track and field.
But we will avoid anyone who might have a notion to start a television series called Mayan Favorite Martian.
All the excitement surrounding the Redskins, Orioles, Nationals or Ravens and their accomplishments will be lost.
We won’t see another Wizards victory or Capitals game, either, but the Mayans have nothing to do with that.
If things don’t live up to the prediction, we will just have to worry about the start of another winter.
And it gets worse from there.
There is a rumor that my mentor and longtime Herald-Mail columnist Big Sydney will be donning a Huggie to pose as Baby New Year on Dec. 31.
Now, that’s the end of the world as I know it … and no, I won’t feel fine.
Bob Parasiliti is a staff writer for The Herald-Mail. He can be reached at 301-791-7358 or by email at firstname.lastname@example.org.
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