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Archive for 21. May 2008
Pinch Me!
21. May 2008 by Crys.
I’ve been telling my friends for the last week that we were going to crush the Ys this series, but WOW!
I’m busy packing for a vacation, so I paused the television so that I could watch the game after I was done deliberating what to leave behind in order to squeeze everything into one measly bag. (I’m an American female, this is so unfair!) While I wasn’t chaperoning the television, the naughty thing changed the channel. Apparently we have two programs set to record at eight o’clock (American Idol Finale and Nova (of course)). My husband, wonderful man that he is, alerted me to the crisis and gave me a choice, cancel Nova or forego watching the game. “Uh…uh…uh…” I stammered.
I decided to log into the MLB audio and when I did, I discovered the score as of the second inning. Naughty, naughty television for depriving me of seeing a nine to nothing lead in the second inning!
Am I dead? “But I still go to work every day,” I answered my own question. Maybe heaven isn’t the perfect utopia we imagine. Maybe that would be boring and depressing. Maybe it’s the struggles, the challenges big and small that keep us awake and pushing ourselves, the fleeting victories that give us a temporary feeling of satisfaction, the feeling of appreciation that comes in between the exhaustion of the rest of it, maybe that’s where heaven lies.
I don’t know. I only know this is sweet for as long as it lasts. Sweet just the other side of heaven.
As I typed the last sentence, Kevin Millar hit a solo to make the score 10-0, and just a moment ago Cabrera beaned Jeter hard enough to send him out of the game.
Remind me. Who was meant to be in last this season, and who was meant to go to the World Series?
I have to return to packing now. If you find an eerie silence emanating from this url, look for me at Nomadic Traveler for the next week. I’ll leave it a mystery as to where we’re going, mostly because I know very little. My husband has planned some secret, surprise adventure. I love surprises, and I love vacations. I love this game! I love this team! I hope there is a heaven and I hope it’s this good.
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