Go Red Sox
Well, after having had a couple of days to process what happened on Sunday, I've come to grips with the Patriots loss. But now the question remains: who do I root for, if anyone, in the Super Bowl?
If this were like old-time baseball, I'd have to root for the Colts, as they are in our conference. The problem with that is, I hate the Colts; they are our #1 rival (sorry Jets fans). One could make the argument that there is a certain amount of respect due to the Colts on the part of the Patriots, much like there was to Professor Moriarty on the part of Sherlock Holmes. But then there are all those annoying Peyton Manning commercials ("cut...that...meat") that rub me the wrong way. Should I feel good about them finally making it to the Super Bowl since before they were in Indy? Should I be the gracious (fan of the) losing team? Perhaps.
Then there are the Bears. Daaa Bers. No Dit-ka now, though. They are perhaps my least favorite NFC team, and their QB, Rex Grossman, sucked it up for me the short time I had him on a fantasy team for me this year (-15 points for a QB! That's just unacceptable). They beat us in Super Bowl XX. I've rooted against them every game this postseason. I genuinely don't want them to win anything. F the Bears.
So what to do?
Figure out that there are 25 days until pitchers and catchers report to spring training. Go Red Sox.
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I’m just now coming out of the unmitigated depression that descended upon me for the last two days or so because of the Pats’ loss. In the first 24 hours I was in a daze and hadn’t experienced the full glory of the bad feelings to come. This initial period was like the denial and shock period where I didn’t really know what to think. Tuesday was the toughest. That the Pats lost was the first thought that entered my mind when I awoke and the day had kind of a drag ass, doom and gloom feeling throughout as I went through the motions of my pointless daily routine. Tuesday of this week reacquainted me with the misery of unmitigated depression. It a feeling similar to being in a relationship that suddenly ended, the rug torn out from under and now life is pointless. Emotional investment in something has a way of bringing either great rewards or sheer misery. I have learned to try to keep an even keel in life to avoid the dehabilitating effects of emotional investment, and I also am aware that feelings are fleeting things and that time heals all wounds etc. Unfortunately however, none of that rationalization seemed to offer much solace on Tuesday and so I decided to embrace and admit that I was truly bummed out. Its now Wednesday an I’ve entered the third phase characterized less by raw emotion and dehabilition and more by the cold logic of disappointment.
So the half-life of depression of such a loss is about 3 or 4 days. This is what it feels like to be a Chargers fan a week ago or any of the other countless fans of teams that are not accustomed to the success we here in new England have come to expect. Now with some perspective after embracing misery I can start to realize that I’m happy that the Pats did so well this year. Making it to the final four, as it were, is not the disaster of a season that, gee I don’t know the Red Sox season of last year was. The difference though is the closeness of total victory the Pats attained this year. The finality of a season of emotional investment ending on one heart wrenching play when Brady’s last toss was picked off and Indy won is tough to take. The Red sox last year had a rough time but it was much more of slow death, like watching a friend die slowly of the plague with the knowledge that there is nothing that can be done to improve the situation. At least in the case of the Sox there was ample warning that things were not going great. I think the Pats’ loss is infinity harder to take because of the finality and suddenness of the final moment. That and losing to Indy has a particularly bitter taste to it after kicking their ass in the fist half.
As I am more or less out of my doom and gloom mood at this point I can start to consider the Superbowl, for initially I did not care at all. I didn’t really care about football almost at one point, but such is the illogic of an unmitigated emotional reaction.
I suppose I’ll be routing for the Bears who are giving 7 points to Indy. Even though if Indy loses it tends to suggest that the Pats also would theoretically lose to the Bears who represent the weaker of the two leagues, I just don’t think I can stomach another victory secured by the Colts after the gut wrenching events still so fresh in my mind of last Sunday evening. The weather conditions being as they are in Miami will unfortunately favor the Colts while the Bears won’t be able to rely on the vagaries and trickiness of foul weather to hide the fact that they are the weaker team. In any event, here’s to routing for the underdog, go Bears.
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