A different perspective on the playoffs: Some anon asked "Sox or Yanks?" a couple of entries back here in my journal, and I honestly sat and stared at the comment for a few minutes trying to figure out the context. I mean, baseball, I know. But I couldn't figure out for the life of me why someone just needed to know my stance on that right at that moment--you might have asked me "Frankenberry or Chocula?" for all the sense it made to me. And that's because I had no idea what was going on--that's how out of it I am.
Besides, I played softball for nine years (I was a catcher. Ruins the knees, it does). Also, I live in the middle of the Auburn-Alabama football rivalry (which I totally don't care about either, and only back Alabama when pressed because both my parents graduated from UA and the colors are much more harmonious. That's the level of my interest, right there). That pretty much fills my lifetime quota of organized sport.
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