Sunday, January 19, 2014

Poor Loser

I'm disappointed. I know that the Patriots were decimated. I know that they lost another important player during the game. I know that the team they envisioned at the start of the season came apart before you could make any predictions for the season.

No other team lost an important player because he stands accused of murder. That should have been an indication that all might not go well. Was that an omen?

Yesterday my next door neighbor said, "Given all they have dealt with I never expected them to get this far. So even if they lose it's been a good season." I agreed, but my heart wasn't in it—

So when they lost, even though I kept hoping for a miracle even when minutes remained, I felt a let down, a keen disappointment.

Now I'm watching to see what team will win the NFL division game. And I'll root for that team in the Super Bowl.

Maybe by that time I'll not feel so vindictive—or maybe not.

1 Comments:

Blogger Kat said...

That is exactly how I felt during that game. I somehow thought they'd pull a Patriots' miracle even after they lost Talib. I was not comforted by how far they'd come despite the predictions.

January 20, 2014  

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