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Disclaimer Unbelievable. [20 Oct 2005|01:38am] [ mood | ecstatic ] Before Adam pulls me away to do more celebrating, I just have one thing to say: We are World Series bound. ( [OOC comment.] ) 1 comment|comment on this

Disclaimer [18 Oct 2005|12:37am] [ mood | morose ] We all got broken hearts. But we can do it tomorrow. Nothing else to say. 3 comments|comment on this

Disclaimer Man. [04 Oct 2005|10:33pm] [ mood | complacent ] I haven't even had the time to update since we clinched. I love that word. I still can't believe we did it, but in a way I kind of can. These boys worked hard and they finally got the pot at the end of the rainbow. At least, the pot at the end of one rainbow. The rainbow known as the World Series should hopefully appear before us. Am I nervous about tomorrow? Not really. I'm unsure as to why, though. Everyone and their mother is nervous (at least, in Houston) but me. I'm feeling calm, confident. Andy's a brilliant pitcher. My entire staff is full of brilliant pitchers. As long as I can call a good game, I really think we're gold. I'd probably be more inclined to say more if I wasn't dead tired. Good night, all. 7 comments|comment on this

Disclaimer Game tonight. [30 Sep 2005|10:32pm] [ mood | exhausted ] I saved a run, but it just wasn't enough. We lost 4-3. Berkman's homer was wasted. And now the Phillies are only one game behind us and our magic number still sits at two, with two games to play. I feel nauseous, giddy. I want to do this, and I know we can do this. You just gotta believe. 2 comments|comment on this

Disclaimer Unreal. [22 Oct 2004|12:22am] [ mood | crushed ] A loss has never hurt this bad. It has never been this painful. I cried and I never cry. I can only hope for next year, now. 2 comments|comment on this

Disclaimer *scratches head* [11 Oct 2004|03:59pm] [ mood | depressed ] I'm nervous, but it's a good nervous. I would love to beat the Braves tonight. I'm looking forward to it so much that I haven't shaved since we clinched. My wife loves it. Heh. Maybe I'll stay scruffy for a while. Not much else to say besides that. Bye, all. Oh. I went to see a doctor. Nothing wrong with me. Which means that it's all in my head and I need to get over it. comment on this

Disclaimer I feel strange today. [25 Sep 2004|05:39pm] [ mood | distressed ] We lost, but I don't really feel it. I'm lonely as hell. I miss my family, and I miss Billy. I miss my dogs. There's something wrong with me, I think. I haven't been feeling like myself. I've been...depressed, which is very unlike me. I've had moments where I'm so happy I could burst and then I just switch so quick and I don't feel like talking to anyone. It's...this ambiguity is starting to bother me. I've made a doctor's appointment for when we get back to Houston. I just am feeling...very not like myself. There's something missing in my life, and I can't fathom that, because I've got everything I could ever want or need. But I know that something's missing, I can feel it in my heart. Something's wrong with me and I don't know what it is. 10 comments|comment on this

Disclaimer Wow. [30 Aug 2004|06:33am] [ mood | thoughtful ] I haven't updated in a few days, huh? I really haven't had much interesting stuff happen, though. We took three out of four from the Cubs, and the Wild Card race isn't looking so bleak. I'm hitting .333 over 10 games, which is good for me. I just wish I could help the team more. I *shouldn't* be up this early on a night game day, but my roommate Roy Oswalt snores louder than he wants to admit, and I've been awake for a couple of hours. I'm worried about Billy, though. He hasn't been acting himself for a while and he won't talk to me about anything. He says it's nothing. I want to believe him but can't. And now Roy's starting to wake up, so I'd better go before I'm caught with a *diary*. comment on this

Disclaimer God. [15 Aug 2004|12:06am] [ mood | cynical ] I hate losing. I really do. I've always hated losing. 8-3 is pathetic. Our offense is not pulling us along the way it's supposed to. Everyone's slumping. Why can't we seem to shake this? This losing thing, it's like it's infected our very souls. We can't seem to shake it. I really hate that most of all. 4 comments|comment on this

Disclaimer So Billy despises the DL. [14 Aug 2004|11:05am] [ mood | contemplative ] He was in Montreal last night when we lost in twelve innings. ::disappointed:: He *says* he was there because of some therapy, but that's what he said when we were in New York too. So I think he's tailgating us because he's bored and there's pretty much absolutely nothing to do. ::smiles:: So we rented a movie. And while neither of us quite *admitted* that we were scared, I think we both were. We fell asleep on the couch in the hotel room, anyway. So he left this morning, back to Philly, while I'm stuck in Canada for two more days. I've got nothing against Canada, I really don't, but being ninteen or so games back out of first isn't comforting. Any loss is irrepairable and I'm starting to feel bleak. Roger still has hope, though, and that's probably what helps fuel the team, especially the younger players. We all need a lot of hope and prayers if we're wanting to make it to the playoffs. The city's still alive with electricity, though. Houston is becoming a baseball city again. It's beautiful to watch. I've got to go now, though. Early practice for me. I need to try and help more with my offense; if I don't, then I'm only slowing the team down and they don't need that. If they could call up and power-producing, defensive-inclined catcher I'm sure they would. I *wish* they would. But until then they're pretty much stuck with me. :) 6 comments|comment on this

Disclaimer I'm too old for this. I really am. [13 Aug 2004|08:39pm] [ mood | hungry ] Billy said it was cool. He's been watching Mike and Randy do it for the past week or so and convinced me to get one. I can keep in touch with him better that way. Um...if you'd like to talk to me, please don't be afraid. I won't bite, I promise. I just think I'm a bit too boring for conversation. :) You may add me if you like. I'll add back. 12 comments|comment on this

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