Maybe Next Year

The Yanks cannot catch a break!
Last night the fly ball to the wall...
tonight, close one at plate and bad
pitch calls. A strike 3" below knee!

Down 2 runs in 5th. Looking puny.
Frankly, don't like getting emotionally
involved, specially when no control.
No one else here following anyway. Sheet.

Houston up 4 zip now. Stupid commercials!
Yes; doing wonders for my mood. Why, oh why
should I care about any of this? The most
significant things all gone. Poor substitute.

Carrumba... Yanks hitting only .175 in Houston!
Ugh. Feeling so honery just went to Facebook;
tangled with the usual suspects. Redirection?
Hey - maybe move on. Music somewhere?

No. Pull yourself together... LOL. 8th inning.
Stick it out to the bitter end? But of course.
It's over. How to carry on in such despair?
Somehow I must find a way! I've got it...