Aaaaaaand I’m out of the cave. What can I say? The pendulum swung back to the side where old Brainstorm was more a hassle than a whatever it is the rest of the time when it’s awesome. Then not writing begets not writing, and the snowball gathers mass. Jay Smooth says it best.
That’s not to say that I wasn’t inspired at least once daily to rave about something or more likely complain pointedly on here. But at those moments I was on the subway or in the midst of some mundane office thing.
Finally, it took an absolutely perfect evening to end the sequestering.
Last night, for the third time in my life, the Phillies WON THE NATIONAL LEAGUE PENNANT AND ARE GOING TO THE WORLD SERIES!!!!!!!! The first time was the year of my birth, 1980, when the Phillies WON the World Series. We have pictures somewhere of me as an infant in a Phillies onesie. Then the second time was 1993 when John Kruk and Lenny Dykstra who only had one nut were on the team and Wild Thing Mitch Williams blew the series against Toronto. I was in the Poconos that weekend and watched the final heart-breaking game from a cabin near Jim Thorpe. Then last year they had their year-end coup when the Mets buckled. But last year, for some reason, even though I swore by Rollins and Victorino, I didn’t expect them to get the division title and was plenty satisfied with first in the NL East.
But now, it’s different. Last night’s game just went like Swiss clockwork. JRoll lead-off – BAM. Then follow that up with two hits, get to second and third, walk Victorino, and let Howard, Burrell, and even Ruiz knock them home with bloopers that slip by. Add to that the Dodgers being totally rattled and unable to even hold onto the ball in the infield while the Phillies lurch and flee toward home every time. Wow.
To quote a Haiku I wrote this morning for a coworker (for whom I occasionally write perfectly platonic Haikus),
Phillies WORLD SERIES
plus Obama wins debate
fresh start, hate-free day!
That last line was because we’d been hating pretty hardcore the previous afternoon. But this Haiku explains the OTHER reason last night rocked my house. The Obama-McCain debate could not have possibly gone any better. Obama was smart, quick, believably bemused and righteously indignant with McCain. McCain in absolute contrast was bumbling, sniggering, uncomfortable and potentially coked up. McCain went there on every issue that he probably shouldn’t have went there on. Ayers, the born alive amendment, ACORN, even Fanny and Freddie. Remember them? Really – COULD McCain have done worse? I was too busy today to really look hard at the commentary or polls, but I have to assume McCain can’t WIN this, right? The American people have to be pickin up what he’s layin down, right?
Right. I’m, starting to feel real real good. These next few weeks are gonna be something.
More to come soon.
