I'm a big Cardinals fan. I stopped watching after the B-T-B HR's. Found something else to do while the rest of the family watched. I stopped so I WOULDN'T get mad or depressed.
My youngest burst into my bedroom while I was trying to go to sleep to tell me Freese tied the game with his triple. Though I was trying to be emotionally detached I certainly was glad. A few minutes later, still not asleep, I hear a family member yell that the Rangers just hit a 2 run HR. Still trying to stay detached, but now very disappointed and feeling justified in going to bed.
Had a hard time sleeping, wondering if someone would yell an update even though I didn't want one.
When I got up at 4:30 this morning my daughter left a note.
BEST! GAME! EVER!
Needless to say I scrambled to the internet. My mood brightened.
I don't like dampening my day or evening when my team loses. I never walk away from a Boys game. I'm too hooked. But I thought last night when I was lying in bed that I really ought to consider that if I can't grow up about it.
PS - after the Cowboys blew that lead to the Lions I deliberately skipped the Cards-Phils that evening because I was still in "Cowboy recovery." Seeing the win the next morning helped but I just couldn't risk the disappointment potential of watching the game.