Have a Good Laugh on Me

I wasn’t going to bore you with the travails of my Saturday, but I’m not ready to write about the game yet. Blame it on the Irish.

So, I told Jill, “no problem, buy the High School Musical 3 tickets for the 3:50 show. The game will be long over.” As Godfather has already noted, I obviously haven’t learned how long our games are. Especially when they go 4 OTs.

Did I mention my Blackberry’s internet access wasn’t working? Not good. I’ve become an expert at following games from espn.com. Watched Michigan from the golf course. Watched Red Sox games from a theater. But no, that would not be my fate this day.

We parked on the roof of the mall parking garage so that I could listen to as much of the game as possible. We left the car for the theater after the third OT, tied at 33. To say I was not a happy camper would be a bit of an understatement. I was getting ready to go radio silent for two hours.

But wait; it gets better.

After a rousing viewing of HSM3 (2 stars but the girls really liked it), I checked my Blackberry for email. Lo and behold, there was on from a Lieutenant Colonel who’s a fellow Domer in my office who was sending an update to a bunch of people on his satellite that was just coming out of a major test. He said something like “we finished testing successfully and the Irish won in OT so it’s a good day”.

Can you see where this is leading?

I’m happy; we play some video games in the theater and head home. And we listened to Radio Disney on the way home because I had the game taped so I didn’t want to spoil how we pulled out the victory.

We got home, got everyone settled and I sat down to watch the thrilling, edge-of-your-seats, at least 4 OT victory.

We didn’t score in the 4th OT. So I’m wondering “how do we stop them and how many OTs do I get to watch?” I couldn’t wait to watch the unsuccessful Pitt field goal attempt.

A funny thing happened along the way to the 5th overtime.

No bad snap. No botched hold. No block.. No wide right. No wide left. No upright or crossbar doinks.

Um, what just happened here, other than my heart being slightly ripped out?

In some ways, though, it could be worse.

I haven’t called my brother Randy the Penn State grad yet tonite. Texas Tech just leap frogged over them in the BCS standings. Jo Pa could conceivably have his 5th undefeated season with no chance at the national championship. Not likely, but still could happen.

I’ll talk about the game later in the week. I’m depressed again all over. Even after my G-Men trounced the Cowboys.

It’s a “better” depressed than last year. But it is depressing.

Here’s a prediction for how my next post will start:

We should be 7-1.

GO IRISH!!!! BEAT THOSE %$#&ING EAGLES!!!

The Colonel