I finally figured it out: My pessimism can't be stopped. Not that I CAN'T stop being pessimistic, just that it can not be allowed for me to stop. Every time I let myself believe that POSSIBLY, maybe a team I am rooting for might win a game, they lose. Examples:
--Game seven of the Cup finals last year. I figured the Wings would win. I was pretty certain they would win. And we all know how THAT turned out.
--I gave the Rangers at least a fighting chance to win it all in the NAHL. At the very least, I thought they would win the division. They were swept in the first round of the playoffs.
--And on Wednesday night, I was convinced--secretly--that the Wings would beat Phoenix. And they would win by more than two goals. HA!
So, from now on, I will never get my hopes up, I will never think WHEN. I am going to live under my cloud of doom and gloom. If the Wings lose, I won't slit my wrists, cause I knew it all along. If they win, I will be pleasantly surprised. And that is how I will live out the playoffs. ;)
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