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horizon_greene) wrote2009-12-14 10:33 pm
horizon_greene) wrote2009-12-14 10:33 pm
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I just...I can't even.
What did I spend the last three hours watching?
Usually I'm good at letting things roll off, but this is beyond. I don't understand what this even was. How could a team make so many mistakes, and look so horrifically bad, when so much is at stake?
I was getting really, really angry at the Cards. Like, irrationally angry.
The ensuing panic—as Larry was surrounded by fluttering trainers, tried to stand, collapsed, and was escorted back to the locker room—helped to temper my rage momentarily, but it didn't last.
Thankfully, Larry came back and played, but it didn't really matter. The team looked ridiculous.
With Jerry Rice, for good measure.
That's about the only positive thing to come out of this game. I have that crazy pseudo-diabetic feeling that I usually only get following Rafa's gut-wrenching losses in majors.
Meanwhile, I fell out of a malfunctioning elevator this morning, ate way too much sugar and wheat, and went on a really painful run. Not an auspicious Monday. And to think, it started out with such promise, it really did...
Well, on to Tuesday.
ETA: I should've known things would go awry when Larry tweeted this earlier.
Usually I'm good at letting things roll off, but this is beyond. I don't understand what this even was. How could a team make so many mistakes, and look so horrifically bad, when so much is at stake?
I was getting really, really angry at the Cards. Like, irrationally angry.
The ensuing panic—as Larry was surrounded by fluttering trainers, tried to stand, collapsed, and was escorted back to the locker room—helped to temper my rage momentarily, but it didn't last.
Thankfully, Larry came back and played, but it didn't really matter. The team looked ridiculous.
With Jerry Rice, for good measure.
That's about the only positive thing to come out of this game. I have that crazy pseudo-diabetic feeling that I usually only get following Rafa's gut-wrenching losses in majors.
Meanwhile, I fell out of a malfunctioning elevator this morning, ate way too much sugar and wheat, and went on a really painful run. Not an auspicious Monday. And to think, it started out with such promise, it really did...
Well, on to Tuesday.
ETA: I should've known things would go awry when Larry tweeted this earlier.
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Sports in general are bad for one's health, I think. There's so much misery and heartache, and not nearly enough euphoria to make up for it, in my experience.