Sometimes, I have confused thoughts for a split second immediately upon awakening. You know the sort, you dream that you have a porsché or that your long-distance girlfriend is there with you. A half second later, as your head clears, you're actually disappointed to realize that it was just dream residue and things are still as they've ever been. Well, the last couple of weekends, I've woken up thinking that there was a Husker game that day or that the championship had still to be played. This happens almost every year and it sucks! The same thing happens around christmas... Oh yeah... it happened already <sigh>. During the season, every saturday is like a holiday, I can forget about the stress and the work and the everything and just enjoy some football with my few friends who actually enjoy the game. I know that for a few hours, I will have the greatest excuse in the world to get nothing done, to cheer and groan, to be happy, sad, and angry for something that I know is a frivolity, but for a singular instant is the most important thing in the world. So when it's over, that feeling must hang on for a few weeks, compelling me to try to recall if I remembered to wash my huser reds for the game that is only going to be played in my imagination.
