Mariners, Seahawks, Huskies, Storm and Sonics

What is the dumbest thing in the world to cry about?  How the Mariners refused to lose when it counted most for our city's baseball future.  Just remembering the moment Edgar doubled, like we knew he would, and scored Junior from first and the awareness that he was safe at home!  Wow, not sure how much pent up frustration from years of wondering if these guys would EVER win.  Wow, they did it, they actually did it.  I even remember who I was watching it with, Rosie, are you out there?  

It just seems funny after all the death in my family to worry about a stupid pro sports team.  My oldest sister who just passed loved the Seahawks, as do the rest of us who follow sports and they were unashamed in their devotion.  It is just so unfair that these guys play a game and get paid so much while public education is a joke and ridiculed worldwide, while poor people never think of ever being able to be physically present at a pro sports venue, but they may dream of it.  Pathetic really, to care at all about boys playing games.

So, as usual, I have to find a way to reconcile that, but for now, it is enough that there is the playing of sports that watching sports engendered, the sense of sharing that we have had with each other, and there is the simple rooting for the underdog and seeing them come through, like they did in '95.  That is classic community, in basic ways the safe way to get with people on something, sometimes the only way some have community.  

So this came up because Junior is back today after leaving us those many years ago.  Welcome back, nice to see you again.  Hope things go well for you whatever happens between us while you're here.  Thank you.