TRYING To Be Optimistic

So, Z and Cleary are back in the lineup tonight. While I SHOULD be feeling the warm fuzzies and giggling like a schoolgirl at recess, I don't. I continue to wear my pessimism like a winter coat in late March: I just can't give it up. There needs to be a winning stretch of GOOD games played before I can actually feel as if the team has turned a corner. And I don't know when that will happen. But I will continue watching the games. I may be crying before, during, AND after each one, but I will watch. And I will continue to be pessimistic until they win the Cup in June--cause that's the way I am. ;)