Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Overtime

Have you ever awakened from a deep sleep, disoriented in time and place?

Last night I awoke knowing that Ned wasn't in the bed. My first thought was that it was morning but a glance at the window and it still looked dark. Is it the changing seasons? It is getting darker in the morning. No it is too dark. The lamp is on on the dresser, the light in the stairway is on. Confused. Trying to sort it out. A glance at the clock....12:50. Oh it is the middle of the night.

Suddenly, I began to put it together. I had come up to bed about 10:00 PM because I just couldn't stand to watch anymore of the Astros/Sox game. We had been ahead 4-0, then suddenly THEY were in the lead 4-5. Enough! I had the "Houston" stomach that Doug describes about our sports teams. I looked out the window from the bedroom down into the Sala and there is Ned sitting in front of the TV. I know that the game has gone into overtime.
He came upstairs about on hour later.

"Well?" I asked.

"They lost" he said.

I pulled the covers over my head and went back to sleep. I didn't want to hear the details.

2 comments:

Tommy Williams said...

Just one comment: in baseball, it's "extra innings" since the game is governed by strikes, outs, and innings, not time on a clock.

Other sports, like football and basketball, do have clocks and there it is called overtime.

Sorry about your Astros nonetheless, but for an impartial observer (someone who doesn't root for either of these teams) it's hard to root *against* either of these teams, too.

BillieS said...

Oops, Tommy, you are right. Well you can tell I'm not a big baseball fan although I have sat through lots of games with my boys, now grandsons and I can get into it when it's my hometown team in the World Series. I'm still amazed that we couldn't win when we had so many men on base so many times.
It's the Houston choke!
Billie