Damn White Guy
I promised ED that I would write about the goldfish, but that's going to have to take a back seat because I have to rant.
So I like figure skating. I'm not a true fanatic. I can't identify a triple axle on sight and I don't even know how to spell sow-cow, let alone which edge you land on when doing it, but I like the spinny-jumpy things and the costumes and the dancing...especially during Olympic season.
Tonight was supposed to be when ESPN2 was airing the National Finals (aka the Olypic trials) for Ice Dancing (did everybody catch the DANCING part of that...and how I like the DANCING part of figure skating?) and I was planning to stay up late to watch. 10:30 PM rolls around and there's a basketball game on. Boston v. Philadelphia.
In overtime.
With 1:27 left on the clock.
No problem, I say to myself. I'll just flip to another channel and come back in about 15 minutes & I'll watch the sport that I like.
10:45 PM. Still Boston v. Philadelphia. Still in overtime. I flip back to the show I was watching.
11:00 PM Still Boston v. Philadelphia. Double overtime. I decide to call Tall Guy at work and talk to him for 20 minutes.
11:20 PM Hang up with Tall Guy. Still Boston v. Philadelphia. Boston up by 1 with 20 seconds on the clock. I half watch the TV while reading.
11:29 PM Boston 121 Philadelphia 118. 0.2 seconds left on the clock.
YAY!!! Soon I will be able to watch the figure skating. I will see the beautiful (and frequently tacky) costumes and I will be absorbed by the fantastic footwork!!!
Then some white guy (?!?!?!?!?) from Philadelphia makes a three point shot with 0.2 seconds left to go.
Damn white guy.
So I like figure skating. I'm not a true fanatic. I can't identify a triple axle on sight and I don't even know how to spell sow-cow, let alone which edge you land on when doing it, but I like the spinny-jumpy things and the costumes and the dancing...especially during Olympic season.
Tonight was supposed to be when ESPN2 was airing the National Finals (aka the Olypic trials) for Ice Dancing (did everybody catch the DANCING part of that...and how I like the DANCING part of figure skating?) and I was planning to stay up late to watch. 10:30 PM rolls around and there's a basketball game on. Boston v. Philadelphia.
In overtime.
With 1:27 left on the clock.
No problem, I say to myself. I'll just flip to another channel and come back in about 15 minutes & I'll watch the sport that I like.
10:45 PM. Still Boston v. Philadelphia. Still in overtime. I flip back to the show I was watching.
11:00 PM Still Boston v. Philadelphia. Double overtime. I decide to call Tall Guy at work and talk to him for 20 minutes.
11:20 PM Hang up with Tall Guy. Still Boston v. Philadelphia. Boston up by 1 with 20 seconds on the clock. I half watch the TV while reading.
11:29 PM Boston 121 Philadelphia 118. 0.2 seconds left on the clock.
YAY!!! Soon I will be able to watch the figure skating. I will see the beautiful (and frequently tacky) costumes and I will be absorbed by the fantastic footwork!!!
Then some white guy (?!?!?!?!?) from Philadelphia makes a three point shot with 0.2 seconds left to go.
Damn white guy.
posted by clahnamom at 01:41
1 Comments:
I see my telephathic powers only work so much. Oh and the blog that you linked too, isn't mine. Although I may be making an assumption that you were trying to link to mine and not theirs...
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