Going Emo

Sunday seems so long ago now.

Maybe that's because I've seen enough "Mets choke" television and internet fodder to last 7 years. Or maybe it's because my mood shifted so much from Sunday afternoon to Sunday evening.

Things started off bad when Hanley Ramirez leaned his elbow into what would have been Tom Glavine's first strikeout of the game. He eventually walked. Dan Uggla grounded out, but Tom wouldn't get another out in the inning. The Mets trailed 7-1 after one inning, and they never really came close to winning. Ironically, the bullpen pitched remarkably well over 8+ innings, but it didn't really matter. Philly defeated Washington handily, and it was all over before 5 pm.

So I was more than a little upset on Sunday afternoon, with no hope left for the baseball season. What was worse was that I only could watch the first few minutes of the Giants v. Eagles game before heading into a fraternity meeting that ended up lasting until nearly 11 pm. You can imagine my surprise when I learned that the Giants had dominated the game defensively. I mean, it didn't make any sense. They had struggled to put pressure on the quarterback the first two games before a decent outing at Washington. Now the Giants had managed to sack McNabb 12 times. It was like a dream come true. Big Blue NEVER gets to McNabb like that. The Giants' UGLY 16-3 win tasted so good, not just because it was against the Eagles, but because of it's nostalgic value that reminded me of the '97 and '00 teams that roughed up their opponents.
The Giants really came through for me on Sunday. That's the only way to put it. I was down because of the Mets, and they lifted me right back up. I imagine it was kind of like being in a decent relationship.

So that's what happened to me on Sunday. Really emotional stuff. I'm way too into sports. So instead of concentrating on my tax homework (it'll get done eventually), I'll probably watch the Rockies play the Padres in the NL Wild Card one game playoff. There's nothing better than single elimination.

Correction: there's nothing better than single elimination when your staff's HOF pitcher doesn't give up 7 runs in the first inning. Let's hope Fogg and Peavy have better luck. I'm going to root for the Rockies because I think their run differential makes them deserve the playoff spot more, but it could be tough against Peavy.

In other important news, I've decided to finish Super Metriod before moving on to Metriod Prime 3. Unfortunately, I don't know where to go now that I have the gravity suit. I sort of hit a brick wall in this annoying new sector I've discovered. There's quicksand all over the place. I can't handle it. So I've been debating whether to look it up online or not. I'd rather find an answer myself, but I don't feel like I have the time to be running around Brinstar when I've got all this stuff to do. It's a tough life decision.

Tomorrow, look forward to thoughts regarding the NL play-in game as well as AL run differential fun.