Monday, September 17

You can't win 'em all

But I really, really wanted to win them all. The day started off well: Phoenix beat Detroit on their home court for the WNBA title. Awesome. The Patriots decided to kick ass and take names on their home-opener, and the poor Chargers (hah!) were the victims of a 38-14 beatdown. (Also? 38-14 for two weeks in a row. A wee bit eerie, methinks. Bygones. Whatever it takes to win, boys.) And the Sox were down a run in the ninth, bases loaded, two outs, and Papi at the ready ... but it was not meant to be. No trifecta of joy for me. Luckily, I could turn my weary soul to the foufy dresses and bad hair. (What was with Kate Walsh and the side do?) Fuck the Sopranos for getting best drama, but otherwise, a good night.

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