After the storm of outrage and self pity that followed our implausible defeat I was wondering if the event could be part of future Oregon resurgence, inspired by the phrase, "Remember the Alamo"...and decided that amnesia was the better option.
But after five Advils and watching the Sunday Morning segment on transcendental meditation, a few moments of introspection brought a the surprising calm that follows resignation. It's sort of like what happens when a hunger for bananas gives rise to binge eating so many that a glimpse of Chiquita Banana brings immediate nausea. You resolve to move on.
Looking back on the past year of DSA debates over coaching and recruitment, the serial truth is that I've, we've,... seemed to have lost a semblance of pleasure in our commentaries. While this may be my own observation, re reading the threads inspired by a historical loss, especially my own, indulgent posts... has brought the realization that no athletic event is worth the angst that is normally reserved for death in the family.
Obsession is not exactly a healthy quality to bring to a public forum because it frequently brings out the worst in us...in sometimes angry challenges to the opinions of others and in repetitious scolding of coaches that reduces my, our, posts to boring and obvious whines.
I resolve to correct this over the coming year, by being a lot less obsessive and to begin to treat football as it should be treated....as a game and not a life struggle...and to put it in it's place. Just like the unhappiness of last night should disappear in our rear view mirror as we look forward to the New Year with more optimism.
Happy New Year, all.
But after five Advils and watching the Sunday Morning segment on transcendental meditation, a few moments of introspection brought a the surprising calm that follows resignation. It's sort of like what happens when a hunger for bananas gives rise to binge eating so many that a glimpse of Chiquita Banana brings immediate nausea. You resolve to move on.
Looking back on the past year of DSA debates over coaching and recruitment, the serial truth is that I've, we've,... seemed to have lost a semblance of pleasure in our commentaries. While this may be my own observation, re reading the threads inspired by a historical loss, especially my own, indulgent posts... has brought the realization that no athletic event is worth the angst that is normally reserved for death in the family.
Obsession is not exactly a healthy quality to bring to a public forum because it frequently brings out the worst in us...in sometimes angry challenges to the opinions of others and in repetitious scolding of coaches that reduces my, our, posts to boring and obvious whines.
I resolve to correct this over the coming year, by being a lot less obsessive and to begin to treat football as it should be treated....as a game and not a life struggle...and to put it in it's place. Just like the unhappiness of last night should disappear in our rear view mirror as we look forward to the New Year with more optimism.
Happy New Year, all.
