The World Cup is pretty much the only soccer I watch. I wanted the United States to at least get to the round of 16. They didn’t make it out of group play. (Despite this, I’ll keep watching. Even though I don’t watch any other soccer, the World Cup is great.)
I don’t like basketball, but I’ll watch the NBA Finals. The team I wanted to win, didn’t.
I like hockey for the most part, and really like the NHL playoffs. (As big a baseball fan as I am, nothing in baseball, or in my opinion, all of sports, compares to an NHL elimination playoff game that goes into overtime. That’s intense.) After Detroit was eliminated, I kept tabs on the playoffs. I wanted the Oilers to win it all. They didn’t.
The Cardinals just got finished being utterly humiliated by the White Sox. I hope the Cardinals thanked the Sox for letting them use their field, because that was an old fashioned, behind the woodshed hide tanning of the HIGHEST order. The only good thing to come out of that series is that Mark Mulder is now on the DL with a “strained shoulder”. Strained shoulder my ass. We all know it’s from whiplash from watching all of those bombs leave the yard. I wish they would release him and let Reyes (or Wainwright) take his spot in the rotation. But that’s a rant for another day.
I think the only thing that could have made this a worse sports week is if the Cowboys won the Super Bowl (thank all that is good and holy that it’s summer, and not football season.)
So after this week, my fellow dopers, if you want your favorite sports team to win, don’t let me root for them. It’s the kiss of death.