Cowboy Down
Still depressed about Thursday. And I am not kidding.
I think I was the reason they lost, though. I’ll take blame for it.
Going into bottom of 8th, I said something outloud that I shouldn’t have said. I thought about saying it when Ortiz hit a homerun off of Wells, but I didn’t. With only 6 more outs to go, Pedro was still on the mound, and armed with well-rested Bullpen of Timlin, Embree, Williamson, Lowe and Wake. I got excited and those words slipped out of my mouth:
“Oh, my god, I can’t believe we are going to the World Series!“
I was sleepy and right after I said it I regretted a little and hoped that I didn’t jinx them. Then Nixon couldn’t get to Jeter’s double, Williams’ single, and Grady didn’t change Pedro, and Matsui hits a double. and that guy Jorge that I hate… I don’t want to talk about it.
I felt like Bartman.
Now, I am totally boycotting World Series.
No TV, No radio, No Internet. Nothing. Marlins and Yankees? Do you think I care? Go Pats, Go Celts.
