8.10.2006

I Give Them My Heart, My Dreams Even

Listening to other people talk about their dreams is about as exciting as listening to those same people tell you what their unwritten novels are about, but...

Last night I dreamt the Cubs were in contention for the Wild Card. I literally saw a SportsCenter episode in which they were discussing the Cubs' chances of making the post-season, and when the dream-screen I was watching cut to the Wild Card standings, the Cubs were right there, in fifth, only three games back.

I woke up feeling pretty good about the world, thinking maybe the Scrubbies would close out the season on a 35-15 run after all.

And then this afternoon Prior surrendered four runs, while giving up only one hit, in the first inning.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

That's just Hester, fucking with you. :)

Writing Blind said...

Someday, it'll happen. Maybe not in this lifetime, but someday. It only took the Red Sox, what, 187 years or something? Don't give up on your dream. :)

Chad Simpson said...

That's easy for you so say, Rebecca; you're a Yankees fan.

Writing Blind said...

Um, was that a jab? Are you calling me a sellout or something? At least I'm not a Braves fan.

fringes said...

You just beat Roy Oswalt. Shut him out, actually. I didn't know where else to post this, so I'm leaving it with you to do as you will.

Chad Simpson said...

Rebecca--That's true. At least you're not a Braves fan.

Fringes--Sorry about the 'Stros. That Zambrano can be pretty amazing.

I'm not that sorry, though: I'm still holding out for a 30-10 end to the season.

fringes said...

2 down, 28 to go. Argh.