November 8th. The date is set. The mental games have been played. I have won. There is nothing left to do now, but wait another week and a couple days. This actually works out quite well for me. To begin with, I thought I was going to be in the hospital for Halloween. Now I get to hand out candy. I also was under the assumption I would be recovering during the Servite / Mater Dei game. Now I get to attend it. I am going into this surgery with the highest hopes, but I will be expecting the worst. Whatever the outcome is, I have no control over it, so as my high school football coach Larry Toner once told me, "Mr. Coffelt, is there anyway you can control this certain situation, can you manipulate the outcome to your liking?" Me, "No." Coach, "Then why are you worrying about it?" There really is no point in worrying about things that you have absolutely no control over. Sure there are things which one m...