Hell... if I am wishing, I will not only take the stunningly beautiful dusks, sunrises, moons at midnight, stars on the new moon so close and so many you could swish them with a wave, the Northern Lights dancing like green chiffon on a ballerina... I'll take a driving rain on a high wind with the temperature just above freezing as I pick my way thorugh a cedar swamp just to get close enough to see the big fellah's flag waving goodbye.

How many plays for a quarter?