OK. It was my fault.
Last night was the first Rockies playoff game that I've watched from start to almost finish. During their prior playoff sweeps, it began as kind of a mistake that I missed the start of the games and got interested in something else on TV. While watching whatever else I was interested in I would flip to the game occasionally and check the score. About 4 - 5 games into their run, I started thinking that maybe the fact that I'm not really watching the games start to finish might have something to do with their success. I know this sounds crazy…
Now much like Steven Colbert, I'm not superstitious…just a little stitious. So for that reason I decided that the sane thing to do was to dispel this theory and go ahead and watch WS game 1 start to finish. So I sat down and watched the pre-game, player introductions, etc.
Well, I learned my lesson.
And when I saw Toby McGuire celebrating during the middle to late innings I decided that I should channel my hatred of what was happening in the game into something more productive. Therefore, I swear from this point forward to change my feelings concerning a super heroes. Up to this point in my life, Spiderman was my favorite superhero. Not any longer. I shall never watch another Spiderman movie as long as I live. The Flash is now my favorite. (Specifically, The Flash #2 (Barry Allen, 1956 - 1986). This is the one my mother used as a model for my 1960-ish Halloween costume, complete with silver lightning bolts on the sides of my ankles and head to make it look like I was running real fast. And therefore defying many of the same laws of physics that Barry violated in the DC comic books.)
And I promise to go back to the way I was watching the Rockies during their incredible streak. Specifically, watching something else and using my 'channel back' button to occasionally check on the score.
Forgive me...
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TWO DAYYYYSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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