A Quick Tangent On Sports

I'm not sure how many of you are Texas Ranger fans. I assume enough, it being a Dallas/Fort Worth team and this is a Dallas/Fort Worth sport team's blog. Even if you're not and you're wondering why I'm talking about baseball with lockout news, please indulge me for a moment.

Last night was devestating. A baseball loss for the record books. An epic collapse that us Mavs fans know all too well. And the Rangers were the first sports team I watched. The Mavericks are my love, my passion. But the Rangers are a close second, another team I watched transform from afterthought to contender.

But after last night I was depressed and heartbroken. I've been a lifeless moap all day today. A friend I was watching the game with cried in the bathroom last night when it ended. And I wondered today "Why do we do this to ourselves, why do we care?"

We care because of nights like June 12. We care so we can be rewarded in a night of pure, perfect happiness. A feeling of whimsical, delirious joy. To enjoy a finished product, you have to put a lot of work into it. And sports fans most certainly do that. Hell, we put our LIVES into it.

So even if you hate baseball, cheer for Ranger opposites of us for their one night. Their moment. Let October 28 be another June 12.