What I would typically do at this point is write up an in-depth postmortem analysis on the season. However, my heart isn’t in it right now. The newspaper guys and talk-radio knuckleheads are surely reveling in the evens of past month, as it allows them to easily build narratives that capture the attention of the tortured locals. I won’t be one of them.
It would best for my mental health if I avoided all American sports media for a while. No big deal…I did it in 2003; it wasn’t so hard. Little things become a more difficult, such as going to the gym (they always have ESPN blasting on huge plasma screens), or engaging in the usual morning small-talk at work. After a while the hysteria dies away, and you can return to normalcy.
For now, I’m just staring blankly at my now-worthless ALDS tickets, trying to decide if I should burn them or save them as some sort of sick, demented piece of memorabilia.
I can’t quite decide.