Okay, this is a little on the soft side (I promise exploding brains soon), but I was struck yesterday by how many people I ran into who were in such a better mood all because the Red Sox had the Amazing Comeback in game 5.
There was baseball chatter in the hallway - it's a good sound.
It seemed like since the Cubs got the bum's rush, every playoff series was the same: one team completely dismantling the other.
Rotten baseball.
No fun.
No magic.
No hope.
And then the Boston Red Sox had this amazing comeback vs. the Rays.
All day yesterday, I was happier.
Which was odd, right?
I mean - good for the Sox but why suddenly so upbeat, I asked myself.
Turned out the answer came in the next logical-yet-angry question: "WHY CAN'T THE CUBS EVER DO THAT?"
And you know what that logical-yet-angry question is, don't you?
The seeds of hope.
Maybe I really am starting to finally get over the bad ending.
Ah, probably not.
Again, sorry about this illustration.
Looks like a bad get-well card.
But...nothing a little college football won't fix, right?
And tonight, I'll be pulling for some good baseball.
Come ON Boston, keep it interesting.
