Sunday, January 16, 2005

Jets can't win, Michelle can't lose

What else is new in the world of sports? I laughed my ass off sitting in a diner near my drugstore last night. One of the guys behind the counter was whooping and whistling as the Jets's score came on the radio. This guy believed they'd get it. Nah. Never. This is the Jets we're talking about. So, I bided my time until my anti-inflammatories were prescribed (wrecked my right shoulder on Friday falling down, still hurts, kiddies!), and left with a sneer on my face. I knew they'd blow it.



As for Michelle, well, Nationals is her event, as we know. Despite the gaudy costume, skating too slow, and the plodding reminders of Chris and Jayne to "Bolero", they gave her the gold again. Still, everyone I liked won--Weir retained his title, which is the event I was waiting for. He looked great, and I knew he'd get it back in September when I saw the finished program in SkyRink. The costume didn't have the delicacy of last year's, but it was blue, and that looks great on the ice. Kimmie Meissner landed the first triple axel by a woman since Tonya Harding in 1991--another legendary weekend for me. I was home in bed with chicken pox at the age of 18 back then. I looked like a leper then, I feel like a cripple now. Triple axels are not good for my health? Never thought of it like that.



And now for snow. What's supposed to happen in January in New York, not NEVADA. It's the end of the world as we know it, to quote the hideous Michael Stipe. The Four Horsemen are laughing. Global warming really is happening. Or maybe it's this damn tsunami that changed everything. Who knows?



Ugh, off for another pill. My shoulder's throbbing again.



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