Originally Posted by mdccclxix
I love sports.
As I get older, and now with a family, sports cannot demand as much of my time and energy, and in some sense it's been a relief to find more balance that way.
But this time of year, I must explain to my wife, is so special that I cannot be so detached. I was downright morose for a minute after the loss yesterday. There is a time and place for things.
This is me. I felt bad about feeling bad on Wednesday morning. That loss was heartbreaking. There obviously are way more important things in life, but I still can't quite get over it. It is what it is.
I guess on the bright side, people like us cherish the wins that much more.