The World Series is over, and it didn’t turn out quite the way I wanted it. I guess the people at Macy’s weren’t psychic or magical after all.
Congrats to the Yankees, winning it last night 4 games to 2. The Yankees seemed to be able to capitalize on almost every miscue the Phillies made in the Series. The Phillies played hard, but in the end the magic ran out, and there would be no come-from-behind victory.
Surprisingly, I’m not in as bad a mood today as I thought I’d be. I’m not going to think about baseball the rest of the day (well, try not to, anyway).
I’m going to relax in front of the TV tonight, catch up on missed episodes of Desperate Housewives and CSI: New York, and not have to get a brain cramp while trying to beam positive thoughts to the Phillies. But I’ll be back tomorrow with a collection of random World Series thoughts.