I started writing this on a dreary rainy Sunday afternoon, opening Sunday of the NFL season. I was already full prepared to announce my opinion that my Eagles suck but upon further review, and an almost miraculous comeback, I will hold my opinion for at least another week.
I haven’t been writing nearly as much as I was but there are reasons for that. As I have said before I have had a lot on my mind most of which is off-limits to my blog, off limits for no other reason than I say so and it is after all my blog. Yes some things in my life continue to be personal. What was a very good run ran into a roller coaster and combined to create a bit of an emo end to the week. It got to the point that I thought the gods were indeed angry. That the gods were, for lack of a better term, fucking with me. I also think they found it in their collective hearts to apologize and so dropped that most awesome pic on me that I used in the previous post. Hopefully they have moved on to greener pastures. The three stooges of American politics (Beck, Gingrich, and Palin) would be a good place to start.
To top the emo off on Saturday PSU sports ran into a perfect storm of misfortune. Not only did the football team lose to Alabama 24-3 but the vaunted three consecutive national champion women’s volleyball team also lost. This doesn’t seem like a big deal until I tell you they had won 109 consecutive matches dating back to Sept. 15, 2007 when they lost to the same Stanford team that beat them Saturday. The nationally ranked women’s soccer and field hockey teams both had already fallen Friday. Add to that the Phillies losing to the Mets on Saturday and the Eagles debacle today and you have a sports weekend from hell.
But than Saturday, after watching the Penn State game, I spent a late evening with a good friend of mine. She always finds a way to cheer me up no matter how down I feel. I always appreciate that and probably don’t tell her that nearly enough. I guess that’s what really good friends are truly all about. When you are down they pick you up, dust you off, and send you back into your life a little better prepared for whatever the gods throw your way. When you up they enjoy it with you and never take credit for it even though a lot of credit is there due.
Life goes on
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