Sad Nomar.
Happy Nomar.
Goodbye #5, and good luck.
Or , the hysterical version: Fine. Just go. I never wanted you anyway. I never loved you. *hides paper with “Mrs Nomar Garciaparra” scribbles* You’re a horrible, horrible person! I hate you!!! Why don’t you want me? Am I not good enough for you? What does Chicago have that I don’t?? *sobbing* I hate you!!! Just go! How dare you walk away! I want you to tell me you don’t want me. *hysterical* How dare you tell me you don’t want me! You’re a jerk!