I am a baseball fan - actually we can be very specific - I am a Red Sox fan.
A long suffering Red Sox fan.
And the playoffs are going to give me heart failure.
I thought that I was going to collapse from the tension as I watched game 5 of the playoffs against Oakland. I went to bed, but clutched the remote - clicking from the game to any other station, because the suspense was more than I could bear to watch. But I couldn't stand not watching, either, so I'd have to keep returning to the game. And when Johhny Damon got hurt I wanted to throw up - it was such an awful collision.
One run lead, bases loaded, bottom of the ninth, two out. I thought I'd freak I was so tense and ready to jump through the ceiling.
When D-Lowe threw that final strike I screamed and hollered. I'm sure I woke the upstairs neighbor, and know I freaked out the cats.
Then I couldn't get to sleep, because I was too excited.
But we are on to the next round - time once again to take on the Evil Empire. I hope we can take care of them this time.
I'd love to see a World Series that has my boys against the Cubs.