Postgame

Well, it's not like I didn't see it all coming. The hope sprung alive for a quarter -- i.e. the quarter before the refs made that idiotic pass interference call that robbed us of our momentum and therefore our victory* -- but then reality came crashing down, and we lost about as badly as expected to a team much better than us.

It was fortunate that during that first quarter, we got some good "Leeeerooooy NRDRNJeeeenkiiiiins" in there. Although by the end of the game, when the stray decent play happened, it was said more matter of factly: "Leeroy Jenkins". Sometime near the end of the third quarter, I led the faithful in Bill Murray's cheer from Meatballs. "It just doesn't matter! It just doesn't matter!"

And it's true. It really doesn't matter if OU wins or loses. But that doesn't make sitting through a loss any less painful.

Well, with the loss, that really put a damper on whatever celebrations might have taken place. They were low-key affairs. Thank God for the Redbirds, whose thrill-packed victory over the Padres made Saturday a bit less of a waste.

Well, despite all that, it was a really good weekend. Doubly so if the point of a vacation is to recharge the batteries. There's very little touristy to do in Dallas, and what little there is I've already seen. So there was nothing for me but sitting around, eating, and watching Catfish play video games. And sleeping 11 hours a night.

Anyway, back to work for me!

* Like all Sooner fans, I subscribe to the belief that when we win, it's because we're just that good, and when we lose, it's because the officials cheated us.