well, that was no fun. i am about written out, as you can probably tell, but i have a few observations, so at least it does not sound like i am dangling over a ledge.
-the band wilco has a song called "misunderstood", which contains some lyrics from a song called "amphetamine" by a man named peter laughner. among these is this line.
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All you touch turns to lead.
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i felt like that in the top of the ninth inning as reliever after reliever failed.
well, i guess i should have said i have one observation. that's all i got. i thought i had a few things to say about how the team sucks, but if i did, they don't want to come out. i suppose i would feel even worse about this loss had the yankees not came back from
a thousand runs down to beat the devil rays earlier tonight. and i would probably feel even worse about the game had i not actually been somewhat satisfied while writing about it, even if i am not sure if what i wrote actually made any sense.
ah, who am i kidding. it's still not settling well. maybe that was the lobster ravioli, with the colorful sauce, that i had for dinner. i had an odd feeling while eating that. or maybe that loss
was really, really, really painful.
but i'll get over it. "why do we fall down? so we can pick ourselves back up again."