Saturday, April 26, 2008

Being a Suns fan is depressing

I actually threatened to never watch the Phoenix Suns again. It happened about the time they went down 20 points in the third game of the Spurs series. I looked at my husband and said, "I can't stand it!!! " He looked aghast at the fairweather fan standing in his house and shook his head. I yelled at the screen, paced the living room and then sunk in to a desperate funk as the game slipped away. My daughter-in-law called from Iowa just as depressed. Her favorite Sun, Steve Nash is letting her down after they paid extra to get the NBA channel on satellite.

Chocolate didn't help, wine didn't help - HOW COULD THEY SCREW IT UP AGAIN! Tomorrow, they have one last chance to keep the dream alive. Please, please, please, please. . .

The only up I can see is that once basketball season is over I'll have more knitting time. I can knit to baseball any day if I stay awake long enough.

3 comments:

Donna Lee said...

You sound like a Philly fans. They truly know the meaning of heartbreak. I haven't watched a sports event since Bjorn Borg won Wimbledon. I don't have the patience for it.

Amy Lane said...

Oh darling--two words for you: Kings, and Lakers. Makes a body want to weep garlic-dog scented tears.

Em said...

I feel your pain, I'm a Bears fan. The Bears team cheer is actually an anguished person waving their arms in the air and screaming, "why? Why did he just throw the ball out in the middle of nowhere?"