Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Too stunned to even cry...

I should be in bed, I have to work tomorrow, but I can’t sleep. I watched the very last bitter out, and now I’m thinking about a certain plane probably in the air from LAX to JFK, and imagining how deathly quiet it must be on that plane.

I got my hopes up after Sunday’s game – that was an awesome game. Tonight’s game certainly wasn’t. I can’t go through all the stupid details, or I will start crying, and what’s the point? It didn’t happen, and almost everyone on the team shares some responsibility for that at some point during the series.

I can’t believe that it’s over, it’s like a car slamming into a wall – one minute it's flying along and then the next minute…it's not.