Back in Missoula
It's been a while since I put a post up. The last time was right before the Idaho State game. I'll be honest, I mailed that game in. I assumed we'd get a a win so instead of listening to the radio broadcast over the internet, I constantly checked live scoring via my phone while out to dinner with my girlfriend, who I hadn't seen in two weeks. My bad.
Then on Friday I made the drive from Seattle to Missoula. For those who have made the trip, isn't it just 500 miles of joy? Moses Lake, Wallace, St. Regis. What bliss. After finally making it back, I went skiing on Saturday just to celebrate getting away from the dark moist hell that is a Pacific Northwest winter.
Then Sunday: arguably the worst sports day of my life. Griz lost on the last possession again and Brett Favre does something he hasn't done all season and gives a game away. The agony of that day is only rivaled by the Cubs exit from the postseason in '03. For a lifelong Packers fan, Sunday was rough. Very rough. Like a sizable chunk of my family was crying after the game. Really. Since then I needed a break from all sports. The relapse starts now.
Anyway, I've cracked open a Bayern variety pack (anyone else think it's great that they sell microbrews like they were Gushers or something?) and I'm ready to give a delayed response to Sunday's loss and things so far. I'd give it after the jump but we'll split it up into another post, which should be right above shortly.
