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Yes, Bobby Hill. That's how you're supposed to feel.
Given that we're just coming out of the Ten Days of Awe, and I was in a very spiritual frame of mind, I was going to put together a post about the concept of an 'afterlife' and how I feel about that. I suppose I have a fairly strong opinion on the topic...
But then my teams just up and yakked all over the carpet this weekend. And I am feeling bereft, just as Bobby was in this week's "King of the Hill" episode. (Hank et al take Bobby to the Texas-Nebraska game, wackiness ensues...)
It's astonishing just how lousy stuff like this makes me feel, even though it's utterly beyond my control and only tangentially connected to my actual daily life. My world really wouldn't be markedly different if Maryland hadn't choked against Wake Forest... or if the Redskins hadn't self-destructed and fallen apart against the Giants...
And yet...
If you aren't going to be actually good, it's so much easier when you expect you team to suck. When the Nats lose, it's not so bad. Heck, they're 15 games under .500 and I'm thrilled they're not Historically Terrible. But my football teams stagger around expected mediocrity and I'm crushed.
Sometimes, my hobby just hurts my heart. How silly is that?
Given that we're just coming out of the Ten Days of Awe, and I was in a very spiritual frame of mind, I was going to put together a post about the concept of an 'afterlife' and how I feel about that. I suppose I have a fairly strong opinion on the topic...
But then my teams just up and yakked all over the carpet this weekend. And I am feeling bereft, just as Bobby was in this week's "King of the Hill" episode. (Hank et al take Bobby to the Texas-Nebraska game, wackiness ensues...)
It's astonishing just how lousy stuff like this makes me feel, even though it's utterly beyond my control and only tangentially connected to my actual daily life. My world really wouldn't be markedly different if Maryland hadn't choked against Wake Forest... or if the Redskins hadn't self-destructed and fallen apart against the Giants...
And yet...
If you aren't going to be actually good, it's so much easier when you expect you team to suck. When the Nats lose, it's not so bad. Heck, they're 15 games under .500 and I'm thrilled they're not Historically Terrible. But my football teams stagger around expected mediocrity and I'm crushed.
Sometimes, my hobby just hurts my heart. How silly is that?
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