Happiness is this:
Being drafted out of high school by the Los Angeles Stars in the 4th round and after tooling around in the minors for 4 years and then being called up to the show. Then having a solid rookie year before being sent back down in August. Finishing the year 8-5 with a 3.87 ERA and being traded in January to the Eastern League's joke, Detroit. 20 games back in May I get traded to Washington, 2 games out of first. We win the pennant and I have a tough year, 10-9 with a 4.78 ERA. Guess who wins the Western League pennant? Los Angeles. I get the start in game 1 of the World Championship and BEAT the bastards that traded me.
Unhappiness is facing them in game 7 and losing...