unthinkable
I did something unthinkable last night... I went to bed with 5 minutes left on the clock in the Rose Bowl. USC had just scored to put them up 38-33 and I thought it was over. What crossed my mind was "This game hasn't really proven that one team is better than the other, no matter what the final score. Yes, one team will be the National Champion, but it has been such an excellent game that no one could really claim that one team had proven their dominance over the other." Even waking up this morning, my last day to sleep in before going back to work, and seeing how Texas had come back to win, I didn't regret my decision. Kindri commented to me that she was surprised I hadn't posted anything about FSU losing on field goals in triple overtime on Tuesday. It never even crossed my mind. I didn't have trouble sleeping after the game ended because I was so riled up as may have been the case in years past.For the last couple of years, I've seen my declining attachment to watching college sports as a sign that I may be growing up. Its just not that important to me anymore. I would rather talk to friends, read a book, play football, than sit by myself and watch football. (I can hear Kate cheering!) The 2005 National Championship doesn't seem to have a lot of eternal significance in my mind. Football may be going the way that movies have gone in my mind- why pay $8 to sit in a theater with my friends and not talk to them? I always complain about not having enough time to do everything, yet I waste SO MUCH time doing things that later I may wish I had that time back. Football (dare I say basketball?) may be finding its way on to that list.
And, in case you were curious, I think that I have found that magic something. I'm almost embarrassed to admit it, but I went shopping yesterday. And yes, I feel much more ready to return to work after my spending spree. Also, thanks for all of the wonderful poetry recommendations! Now my task is to work on defining what a poem is...
posted by CP @ 10:27 AM
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Courtney! You may change your mind once we get further along in conference play. Go noles! How about our consistency in losing road games? Kill me.
Courtney...while I agree that there should be no love lost on sitting by yourself watching football but you have to admit that there is something great about being in a room with a bunch of people and cheering a team on to victory or sharing the agony of defeat...and you can always talk to your friends during half time or if it is a really boring game. Don't give it up!
Jamie
Courtney!
I'm so proud. I was cleaning dirty diapers and intubating old ladies during the game, so I missed it too. And I wasn't that sad. :)
I'm reading The Plot Against America, too. If I recall correctly, you're the person who made me start reading ole' Phil in the first place.
Amen, sister!
I found you! perhapes you could enlighten Andrew to this newfound freedom!
This is crazy! I actually stayed awake to watch the end of a game (and enjoyed it!), and you are about to swear off college sports? What sort of strange world have we entered? I'm glad that you were able to admit your 'magic something.' I think that deserves another letter...this is a good one...b
I find this very disconcerting. Football is a way of life here in the south and you should start reflecting that as such.
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