I never thought I’d be one of those people whose mood was significantly affected by her sports teams’ wins and losses. Until now. I’m still not as bad as some people I know…but it has happened. Which means that today, to be dramatic, I’m in mourning. I’m even wearing black.
I suppose you could argue that because last night wasn’t totally unexpected, it should be easier to accept. But honestly, who needs 27 championships?! That’s just plain greedy.
All right, I’m done for now.
Please enjoy another Andy Samberg classic (which I’m sure you’ve seen), while I mourn – and try to be productive at the same time.
(Throwing things looks like it could be so therapeutic. Sadly, I think that’s frowned upon in the office. Stupid rules.)