Random rants
What a week! Firstly, I am proud to say that I watched baseball history as the Red Sox broke their "curse" this week. The crappy part? It means that the sad city of Chi-Town is now the only place that has a World Series drought, with TWO teams that haven't won the 'ship in a long time. Let's go, White Sox!! This could be our year...could be...
So, I mentioned last week that my lil bro's team lost to a team they could have beat. They received their playoff pairings that Saturday and finally played the round one game on Oct. 29. The papers said "two double overtime playoff games--but one ended up in a Class 7A Championship and the other ended up in a loss." They lost a heartbreaking 24-21 game to Hinsdale South...AT HOME...and they won't be going downstate. Poor seniors! That's a hard way to end (possibly) your last football season.
As for my Crusaders, they have two home games left against Butler and Aurora, respectively. These are both games that they could potentially win, and I sure as heck hope they do. I'm looking to end my 2004 writing campaign on a happy note.
In other important news, I do have a life outside of sports and it is girly so if you don't want to know about my personal life, this section is not for you :). My freshman year roomie and I are always talking, catching up on life and whatnot. We usually find ourselves referring to the pact we made in 2002--that we would always tell one another FIRST if anything ever happened in our romantice lives. Well....I still haven't called her up for anything, and it's getting pretty damn frustrating!! I mean, I'm not an ugly girl (I've been called sexy and cute); I'm smart, I like sports (and understand them). I am laid back so I don't really need all the things other girls do, like exorbatant amounts of attention. I understand that men have to hang out with one another as much as women need to bond. But I got to thinking that maybe the reason my motto has become "always the best friend, never the girlfriend," is because I understand too much about that world. You know, a guy's world--one where we're not supposed to ever find out about; the one that he only shares with his buddies. As much as I would hate to erase what I know, I wonder if that's what impedes me from experiencing a relationship. I would love to think that some guys like that I know what's going on, but at the same time, I find myself wondering...what if? What if I was a prissy girl, kinda clueless into the wide world of sports? What if I didn't know what a flea-flicker was? What if I actually enjoyed shopping (God help us all if I ever do)? I don't know...I find myself getting doubtful that I will ever find someone who appreciates the fact that I'm pretty chill when it comes to being me. Who knows if he even exists. All I know is that after 20 and a 1/2 years of waiting for my prince to come, my hope is decreasing.
I think I'm prepared though...I mean, I have been watching my friends have relationships and whatnot since I was about 13. That's 7 years of note-taking and observing that I have compiled into a list. I know what's healthy, what's not. But being on the outside, still driving around the stadium looking for parking, is not really going to help me learn how to be a girlfriend. My friends have already found seats in the ballpark and are watching their 3rd or 4th game. Some have had the same seats reserved for 2 years, while others are taking chances and finding seats in other parks. (Get the analogies?) I'm unexperienced, and I don't want to be that naive anymore. I hate getting the "that's so cute that you've never dated anyone before" crappy line from people. No, it's not cute; it's sad. OK, well, maybe it's a little cute only because that makes me really pure to the whole scene. But I wish I could just get that chance to find my parking spot and walk to the stadium to try a find a good seat. I've got my car and I've got my cash--just let me pay my fee and buy a ticket. Then maybe, I can enjoy the rest of the game...
So, I mentioned last week that my lil bro's team lost to a team they could have beat. They received their playoff pairings that Saturday and finally played the round one game on Oct. 29. The papers said "two double overtime playoff games--but one ended up in a Class 7A Championship and the other ended up in a loss." They lost a heartbreaking 24-21 game to Hinsdale South...AT HOME...and they won't be going downstate. Poor seniors! That's a hard way to end (possibly) your last football season.
As for my Crusaders, they have two home games left against Butler and Aurora, respectively. These are both games that they could potentially win, and I sure as heck hope they do. I'm looking to end my 2004 writing campaign on a happy note.
In other important news, I do have a life outside of sports and it is girly so if you don't want to know about my personal life, this section is not for you :). My freshman year roomie and I are always talking, catching up on life and whatnot. We usually find ourselves referring to the pact we made in 2002--that we would always tell one another FIRST if anything ever happened in our romantice lives. Well....I still haven't called her up for anything, and it's getting pretty damn frustrating!! I mean, I'm not an ugly girl (I've been called sexy and cute); I'm smart, I like sports (and understand them). I am laid back so I don't really need all the things other girls do, like exorbatant amounts of attention. I understand that men have to hang out with one another as much as women need to bond. But I got to thinking that maybe the reason my motto has become "always the best friend, never the girlfriend," is because I understand too much about that world. You know, a guy's world--one where we're not supposed to ever find out about; the one that he only shares with his buddies. As much as I would hate to erase what I know, I wonder if that's what impedes me from experiencing a relationship. I would love to think that some guys like that I know what's going on, but at the same time, I find myself wondering...what if? What if I was a prissy girl, kinda clueless into the wide world of sports? What if I didn't know what a flea-flicker was? What if I actually enjoyed shopping (God help us all if I ever do)? I don't know...I find myself getting doubtful that I will ever find someone who appreciates the fact that I'm pretty chill when it comes to being me. Who knows if he even exists. All I know is that after 20 and a 1/2 years of waiting for my prince to come, my hope is decreasing.
I think I'm prepared though...I mean, I have been watching my friends have relationships and whatnot since I was about 13. That's 7 years of note-taking and observing that I have compiled into a list. I know what's healthy, what's not. But being on the outside, still driving around the stadium looking for parking, is not really going to help me learn how to be a girlfriend. My friends have already found seats in the ballpark and are watching their 3rd or 4th game. Some have had the same seats reserved for 2 years, while others are taking chances and finding seats in other parks. (Get the analogies?) I'm unexperienced, and I don't want to be that naive anymore. I hate getting the "that's so cute that you've never dated anyone before" crappy line from people. No, it's not cute; it's sad. OK, well, maybe it's a little cute only because that makes me really pure to the whole scene. But I wish I could just get that chance to find my parking spot and walk to the stadium to try a find a good seat. I've got my car and I've got my cash--just let me pay my fee and buy a ticket. Then maybe, I can enjoy the rest of the game...
posted by Laura Maritza @ 11:35 PM
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