Hey, man. I didn't burn all my gear and talk shit about the team I love so much to strangers. Instead of driving to see my 4th game of the season, I'm choosing to spend my time doing something that brings me joy instead of living and dying with each game.
I love and hate the fact that I spend all off-season debating on the kool-aid and if it's going to be real this time or a bunch of dry sand. I knew we had a likely, 7-5 to 9-3 team, but watching them lose still stings. I still have all my home game tickets and still plan on going to the games, but can I not spend one Saturday without the mind numbing pain of seeing my team get it's shit pushed in or run like a corvette missing 2 spark plugs?
Honestly, It's more of a mental health check for myself. Losing to OU and OSU the way we did was a physical beating that culminated in my reckless abandon for my own "life and limbs" having gotten so smashed I forgot where I was and what I was doing while playing disc golf in a local park. I was by myself and there's no reason for that just because our team lost, yet there I was.
At the end of the day, I'm here, right?
We all are, and no one gives a shit if any poster does or does not go to all of the games. Respectfully, suck my fair weather dick, Mark.