Lessons Learned

Today was rough. I woke up thinking that maybe the heartache and disappointment of yet another Angels October demise would subside, but it didn't. It still lingered. I didn't want to get out of bed, and if it weren't for a couple assignments that needed to be turned in, I probably wouldn't have.


I was still at a loss for words. How exactly did a team that won 100 games in the regular season suddenly forget to play? Was it the pressure? Was it the Red Sox? I don't know. I tried not to dwell on it, but walking around my campus didn't help. It seems the majority of the Orange County chapter of Red Sox Nation attends Cal State Fullerton too, so all day I walked past smug assholes in green Red Sox hats and Papelbon jerseys. It took every ounce of strength to not say something.

After game one, Catherine met me somewhere to cheer me up. After game two (the single worst game I have ever attended) I met Catherine at a bar in downtown Fullerton so she could cheer me up. And she was also part of maybe the single greatest date I had ever been on in my life on Saturday. Today, after game four, she made sure that I was okay by calling and texting, and putting up with my shit. Today was one of those asshole days. You know, where no matter what you're just an asshole. I (lovingly I might add) razzed her for her love of Lord of the Rings, and every other dorky tendency she has. She rolled with it, and came over later on in the night. This is why she deserves the Nobel Prize in the field of "Kick Ass Girlfriend."

The moral of the blog? Sports are a nice distraction, but at the end of the day, it's just a game. The girlfriend can serve as a distraction, but at the end of the day she's what matters. Maybe I'm finally growing up?

Ps... this does not in any way excuse the poor situational hitting or Howie Kendrick's performance in the ALDS.

Great Expectations

It was susposed to be a different story, only it ended the same way.

I was sure the momentum was in the hands of the Angels. After pinch hitter Kendry Morales doubled off the big monster in left and Howie Kendrick sacrificed him over in the ninth. After Scot Shields came in and mowed down the heart of the Red Sox lineup in the bottom of the eighth. After Torii Hunter plated Vladimir Guerrero and Mark Teixeira who both worked walks in the top half of the inning.

But it wasn't meant to be. Erick Aybar missed the suicide squeeze and pinch runner Erick Aybar was tagged out. Five batters later the game was over. Jason Bay touched home plate and Jed Lowrie became a Beantown hero. Shields stared in disbelief.

It was a microcasum of what went wrong in the series. The Angels had their chances, they just couldn't come through.

They had their ace John Lackey on the mound, who pitched brilliant in game one, but left Anaheim with a loss. Again he was victimized by a two run inning, but this time thanks to a botched double play attempt and a double that, in his words, would have been a fly ball out anywhere else in America. Again he gave the Angels 7 innings of 2 run baseball, keeping them close.

Unfortunately, again, the offense didn't come through.

I had a lot more to write, but right now I just can't find the heart to do so.

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I'm playing FIFA 07 on my X-Box (not 360) and listening to Matt Pryor. It's safe to say I'm pretty bored. It's kind of nice though to relax and not have to worry about school or work or anything else. I just wish I had better games for the once a month itch I get to play video games.

So I'm not a card carrying member of the singles club anymore. No sir, I sold out. But, I might add, with just cause. See I met this girl named Catherine about three weeks back. Yeah, yeah I know it's too soon yada yada yada. I feel you. But sometimes you've just got to throw conventional wisdom out the window. I mean, if I feel a connection to this girl, then what's the big deal. But anyways, seriously she's amazing. We have the most awesome conversations, and just the best times I could possibly ask for. Yeah, she's beautiful, but it's her mind I'm crazy about. It's safe to say that I'm pretty taken right now. I'm real excited to see where this is going.


So the Angels open their playoffs tomorrow with the Boston Redsox. I'm giddy. Boston is going to be no easy task, as Angel fans are well aware of. You know, there are a lot of people talking about the eight in a row we took from Boston this season, but all I remember is the eight in a row they currently have taken from us in the postseason. It should be a lot of fun. I'll be at the game Friday...I'm pretty excited.

I planned on writing about the bailout and other political nonsense, but I'm pretty hooked on this FIFA game... so maybe tomorrow...

Peace