Upon finding out that the Rangers had lost the last game and, therefore, weren't the World Series' Champions:
Hooman: "Hey! At least we beat the Yankees!"
Of course, all the other testosterone infused boys in this house were down in the dumps.
I was just bummed because I now have no legitimate reason to keep beer in the fridge. Between the Cowgirls tucking tail and running back to their jillion dollar stadium between games, the Rangers coming in second, and Mike Modano defecting to Michigan* there really isn't a good reason to drink anymore.
But, maybe, just maybe, I could get consensus that the fact that we have no one left to cheer for is reason for keeping a few cold ones handy in and of itself.
We'll just drink to that.
And to one of the funnest baseball seasons ever! Thanks, Rangers!
*My heart is shattered into a million little pieces. Kind of like the ice when a good, hard, albeit illegal, check throws a player's head into it, Mike. How could you???
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