it’s a strange feeling knowing that when you wake up tomorrow you will either be facing one of the worst days of your life or one of the best days of your life. There’s nothing you can do to stop it from happening and there’s nothing you can do to affect the outcome of the event. Tonight’s Game 7 will happen to you and it will be a landmark experience either way.
3 months from now i will still look back on Games 4,5, and 6 of this series with a smile. It was a literally unprecedented run. No other baseball team has ever done that before. Regardless of how this game 7 turns out, they can never take those 3 games away.
But in the short term, we are once again measuring our proximity to a world series in terms of outs and not games. not getting there will be very disappointing, regardless of how improbable it seemed 72 hours ago. Especially when it means you have lost to the yankees when you had a chance to drop a large anvil called “Best Series Comeback Ever” on their heads.
I feel like i am in the final episode of the Bachelor right now. I am one of the two remaining girls, dressed in my gown, walking down the aisle knowing that i am about to experience great joy or great pain. I am either going to be proposed to by a man i love or i am going to get dumped and pissed on in front of a national TV audience. Tomorrow will either be one of the best or worst days of my life and there’s nothing i can do to affect the outcome. Good times.
Thank goodness this game is tonight. I need closure. Let’s get it on and overwith.