I didn't want to know
I had a soccer game tonight. I couldn't watch the Red Sox, my beloved Red Sox, as they attempted to advance in the playoffs. It was killing me. But I had Tivo. Tivo would be my savior.
I recorded the game. I wanted to sweat out every pitch. I wanted to feel my heart race. I wanted to feel my heart stop. I wanted to feel my head tumble, spin, and pound.
I had my knees pulled to my chest so I could duck my head behind them. It was agony, but I got my wish.
My friends and family wanted to ruin everything, though. They wanted to celebrate, although I didn't know it at the time. I had at least 6 voice mail messages and a text message on my cell phone. I haven't even checked my email yet. Sorry folks, but I couldn't let you ruin it. Not this. Not now.
So at 2:00 a.m., I saw my Sox, my beloved Sox win in an absolute nailbiter. I feel...well, I feel great, although my body feels like shit. But it all doesn't matter...right now, all that matters is that my Sox won.
Posted by Mr. Eff on 10/07/2003 || link
