For those of you who don’t understand and consider yourselves blessed for not being a part of all this, you’re about to observe the commencement of lunacy. Thursday night’s game didn’t count. Eleven hours does. I think The Onion does a good job of capturing it:
We’ll have some deeper thoughts about this later in the week, after the initial wreckage has finished. But for now, it begins again. We are happy. Even if you aren’t. Because even a degenerate, cynical creature like this blog’s idiot author requires an escape. This is mine. All is well. Please carry on.