"How We Operate" by Gomez
I try to be a man of my word. And my word has been that I am done being held prisoner to the Huey Karma. No longer will Negative Huey dominate my life.
It is a new day. The day of positive Huey is now.
But the Karma still won't let me go. It refuses to let me live my life in the positive manner I want to live it.
It started in the sports realm of my life an it will end in the sports realm.
This weekend the Karma has beaten me down, bloodied me up and dragged me down the street in a victory parade on the way to a dirty lake where it dumped me and left me there to die.
But I refuse to lose.
I will scratch and claw with every fiber of my being to crawl out of the murky lake and have my day. I will not allow this to keep me down.
USC beat my Buckeyes in heartbreaking fashion. The usual outcome for my beloved teams. There seems to be no other possible outcome these days. I was led to believe there was a chance. I allowed myself to live in the moment and enjoy the lead as we had it in the second half. But, as usual, the offense shut down and couldn't ice the game. I left the stadium heart dragging ten feet behind.
But I maintain my composure and look back on this experience with fondness. The evening was electric. The crowd was intense. The atmosphere was like little I have ever experienced. It ranks at the top of my list with the 1997 Rose Bowl in Pasadena, California. There were numerous moments of joy and elation.
It was that good.
I choose to stick with that memory despite the loss.
The Browns clocked in with the usual poor performance this afternoon to top off a losing weekend.
I choose to quickly forget this and focus on the words of my good friend who shares my pain: "It's so good to have football back."
In the midst of losing and despair, he still knew that football is good. It is back.
Thank God for football!!
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