Thursday, October 05, 2006
This has been one of the most emotionally draining weeks of my life and it's know where near being over! First on Tuesday night, Jeter goes 5 for 5. The game had a paralyzing affect on me, I couldn't move I was speechless, spellbound and drooling on myself. I finally felt the pride, that's the only way to explain it! I got it. I can't believe It took me this long. Why didn't anyone tell me? Then last night I was all prepared to play hooky from work so I could watch the second game. I had my peanuts and my crackerjacks and I was ready for another dose of the living legend but then the fucking rain came and washed all my pride away.
I was furious! I almost missed a night of work for this sport... All of a sudden I was 9 years old again and starring out the window watching the rain wash my baseball game away, helplessly.
This is the real reason why I'll never become a baseball fan, rained out games bring back to many painful child hood memory's of afternoons that could have been. I played the wrong sport when I was a kid.
Even though I'm not a real big fan of any sport that doesn't play in the rain, I do understand that Jeter will be classified with the greatest sports figures in American history. That's pretty impressive.
In my mind, Jeter's plugging a pack of Kools, timeless.