I just watched the Spurs lose game 4 to the Lakers. They were down by 2 points with 2.1 seconds left and Brent Barry goes for the final 3 pointer. He gets fouled by Derek Fisher, misses the shot, and...NO CALL! What? Honestly, I started to cry. It was such an injustice. Our best free throw shooter, who was fouled from the 3 point range, who could and SHOULD have won the game for us...NO CALL! My heart hurts.
Its STUPID things like this that make me so angry at myself for being such an obsessive person. It really frustrates me. Why is it that I get so worked up, emotionally invested, to the point of heartache, when the Spurs lose this way? It's ridiculous! Season after season. The Spurs in the NBA playoffs. Every Chargers game. Fantasy Football. Even every ridiculous competitive reality show: Top Chef, Project Runway, American Idol...I get so invested.
These are not the things that I want to mark my life by. These are not life and death situations, yet I react as if I've been so hurt, disappointed, let down...it's LAME! I am so LAME! I want to take drastic measures to change: first thought is to just not watch the rest of the playoffs...even if the Spurs miraculously beat the Lakers. But then, I remind myself that this could quite possibly be their last time in Tim Duncan's era. I thought of not participating in fantasy football this season. But, I'd feel so disconnected if I didn't. What if I just don't follow football at all this season? ARE YOU KIDDING ME? Even the thought makes my fingers weak and typing has suddenly gotten tougher.
What do I need to do to become a CASUAL fan? And how to I channel my obsessive behaviors toward things that matter...like health & fitness...or reading...or relationships?
Argh...I am still simmering about the game. I'm going to die an early death if I don't learn to let go and relax...
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