Friday, October 20, 2006
Devastation
There are no words to express how badly I feel right now. I won't bother to dissect the game until the morning. That will do no good. I just can't believe it's over.
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Please join the ESPN tournament challenge group. The Poop, as always. Vote early and often. Do one for the kiddies, one for the wife, one for the family dog.
2 comments:
I felt exactly the same way the night of Game 7, 2003. Greco IM'ed me "I'm going to Game 1 of the World Series, my buddy has an extra ticket" that night, and I nevermore wanted to punch him in the face. I hope Paul didn't feel the same when I reminded him he could still make it out to Columbus for The Ohio State football. The worst part about this series is, you know there's a World Series that will be hyped to the nines and your team won't be in it, when they were so close.
I wouldn't be surprised if Paul didn't watch one pitch.
I didn't in 2003.
I will watch the World Series. I love baseball too much to ignore it. It couldn't possibly hurt more than it does right now.
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