I woke up this morning, got out of bed, did my stretchy-stretches that I do every morning, and went to brush my teeth. It was then, as I was brusha, brusha, brusha-ing, that it all came back to me. The Rockets did really lose to the Portland Trail Blazers in the wee hours of the morning. Our hopes to advance in the playoffs were literally taken away from us in a blink of an eye. Poof goes the dynamite, well actually, BAM went the dynamite. Again. We were mere seconds from winning the game and advancing when one, single shot, nailed us shut in the coffin. Season over. We lose. Again. You know, one would think that as a Houstonian, and an avid sports fanatic, we should be used to this scenario. That heart-wrenching, turn your insides into knots kind of scenario. The kind of scenario that has been played out in baseball, football, soccer and basketball. At least it is if you're a Houston sports fan. And yet, for the fan that is not the fair-weather kind, as much as we're angry, disappointed, disillusioned, we'll be back next season, and the one after that and the one after that. Just as we have for years now. Masochists? Perhaps. But I prefer to use the term "true fan" Meh, another basketball season in the books. As many others this morning, I will dwell on this loss a bit longer, get over being so sad about it and turn my attention to my nephew's little league game instead. At least in those games, no one loses, everyone is a winner. Speaking of winning, the Astros won yesterday. So there's that.
In other news, I'm still sick but feeling much better than last week. I'm anxious to get back to work, to working out, to talking my head off (ha). So send prayers, good vibes, light candles -whatever you want, all will be appreciated. :)
It's a brand new month bloggies, let's make it a great one.
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5 comments:
There is always next season!
I am sorry you feel sick (still) and hope you get better soon:)
Oh what a heartbreaking end to that series! I saw Lillard's shot to win it for Portland -- must have been like a dagger for Houston fans :(
Hope you're feeling better (not just about the game)
I understand your pain. I had to stop watching and following hockey this season, as the Devils' abysmal performances were turning me into a very violent person.
I second Mich's comment. It's amazing how boring hockey becomes when the Devils are lousy.
Robin- haha, yes in Houston that is our battle cry! Thanks, I'm feeling better every day.
Chris- A dagger, a knife, same thing. haha I'm doing much better, thanks!
Mich- haha, I can so relate!
Chris- We used to have a hockey team and they were pretty good. But they took that away. Bastards.
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