Hurt like this makes me not have the energy to even turn my computer on so this pain is being sent from my Android app.
I haven't felt like this in a while. But this time was different. It wasn't a beautiful game stabbed by a miracle from the opposing side. It was a forty minute gut punch, interrupted briefly by gutsy strong play by Sully inside, the too-infrequent threes by Diebler, the all out pesky wonderfulness of Aaron Craft, and the silky smooth moves of David Lighty.
But those interruptions were way too brief. Kentucky is good, no doubt. But the fact that Ohio State played like crap (what, a dozen blocks?) and still lost by two makes me ill. And what was with the "try to draw a charge" defense?
As I said to an inconsolable friend after the game, the Cavs won tonight at least. For some reason I peeked at the interwebs before I hit send on my resurrected phone, and the fact that Sullinger and Buford vowing to return make me happy and a bit confused for the Cavs.
But nevertheless, I'll fall asleep tonight like many times before. Emotions fighting for prominence. And the calculation of life benefits without sport weighing heavy on my mind.
Good night, and Good luck. Getting over this.