Make sure and stay to the end of this post… I announce the winner of the Mr. Men book set!
So, if you haven’t heard by now my beloved Texas Rangers lost the World Series to the San Francisco Giants.
Yay for you assholes
I think they are by far a better team than the Giants but they let the Giants outplay them over a period of five games… five games that really mattered.
I am sad. I am sad that when I turn on the television… there’s going to be no baseball to watch. For a period of about four months until spring training starts my wife will now gather full control of the remote and dictate whether we’re going to watch Real Housewives of Atlanta/DC/Beverly Hills/Fargo/The Oklahoma Panhandle or Sister Wives.
Why is it that I feel exhausted? As I have written about before, what is it about being passionate for a team make you feel as though your thoughts and actions will help dictate the outcome of the game? For example: I wore several crazy bands on my left wrist for the whole duration of the postseason only because I realized that for a two-day period that I hadn’t worn them… the Rangers lost! I also tried pushing my happy thoughts and good feelings hundreds of miles into the clubhouse of the Rangers because I actually thought it would help!
I actually felt… ACTUALLY BELIEVED that I was part of this team that went all the way to the World Series! I had invested so much time and effort into willing them to get this far that they HAD TO WIN! Right? Right?
Quite wrong actually.
Another obligatory “Giants Win” photo… *gag*
It is sad… but… it’s okay that the season’s over. It’s okay because I know that if it wasn’t for the offseason then I couldn’t stop watching. If the season never ended (which is how my wife feels anyway) I would never be able to stop on my own. It’s only because of the offseason that I’m able to become a fully functioning member of this family again instead of having to work my schedule around watching the Rangers play on TV.
It’s a bit like rehab. I suppose rehabbing from watching too much baseball is a bit like rehabbing from smoking crack or huffing paint. While it is hard to ignore the temptation to smoke a full crack pipe for a crack smoker… it is equally as hard for a baseball fan to ignore a baseball game that’s being played on the TV in front of him. Only removing yourself or the addiction from the room will begin to start the healing process.
I realize drawing a comparison between smoking crack and watching baseball is pretty extreme but in the instance of Josh Hamilton… it’s not that far off:
Nice shot there Hambone
Anyways… baseball is over. If you had asked me at the beginning of the season if I wanted to see the Rangers in the World Series this year I would have emphatically said, “HELL YES” and while they wound up a tad short… I have to admit that the Giants outplayed them and fully deserved to win.
We’ll get ’em next year.
Alright, now I’m going to announce who won this:
It’s an EIGHT book set of Mr. Men books that you can give to your little one or (with Christmas around the corner) you could gift it to a little on in your extended family! Whatever the case may be it’s a FANTASTIC little prize for JUST COMMENTING on the post I wrote concerning this giveaway.
So… without further adieu the winner pulled from 23 contestants through www.random.org/ is…. THIS GUY!!:
If you didn’t win… please stop bitchin’ and please don’t lose hope! There will be more giveaways coming up and if you continue playing the more likely it is that you’ll win!