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Bobby -> RE: Let's talk College football (8/18/2008 6:34:20 AM)
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This is going to haunt me because last year I went through a depressing last half and was even run out of church by members one week because of that losing streak.
It even destroyed the local radio station's advertising and now we don't even have a local radio broadcast (even though it's a stone's throw away) while the opposition, which is very far, has a local affiliate. They have said if the enemy station is dominant, their Air America station will outrank the local Sean Hannity station, and crush them in the ratings that nobody will want to advertise with Hannity locally.
It also made me feel like I wanted to take my own life and that I lost my car. The prediction I read makes me feel like I'm going to lose my car again. The worst part was I was tossed out of church to avoid being harassed to the point I was forced to leave a good school in middle school for a mediocre one, something I regret today shouldn't have happened (the middle school harassment was disgusting, and I cannot say what happened because it's extremely graphic).
The Pain of Losing
Or something else that haunted me for worse . . . after the long losing streak of nearly two years that started before graduation and ended after it, I was starting to be depressed while everyone else had parties that I was treated like a second-class citizen. I even wanted to shut the power down and have our Thanksgiving dinner rot in anger. My late father once said my worst nightmare is that I cannot afford to lose -- and if you've seen modern shows like Pinks, you will know why!
I'll never forget wanting wins that I started treating big-money seven-figure game shows (they were big at the time) as crucial shows since I hadn't seen victories so I wanted to watch those shows. And the worst moment of those was a Chuck Woolery game. I'll never forget being so desperate to see someone win something after sitting through 21 losses that I started listening to game shows seriously.
It was a multi-generational family viewing. The question that haunts me eight years to this day was the most popular breeds of dogs. The team had three of the four correct and Chuck gave them the chance to buy out the question and take the "sure thing" instead of going for the final question. A loss means bankruptcy. They refused. I turned out the lights (it's something I love when watching big-money quizzes). Hand on the screen because I've wanted to watch winning and I've starved there.
Wrong answer, I throw my glasses on the screen and just go angry, and even rush to the power box to shut the lights out.
I'm scared I'm being told this might just be me again. In the modern Serena and Bobby Show, I might be wanting to take my own life. In the Rich Christensen world, I'd lose my car. Or in the realm of German television network RTL, the losing horns.
It just scares me the predictions will mean I might lose my car.
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