Thursday, July 06, 2006

stages of grief

denial: i received a text from wolka on my train ride home from dc, saying that my man ben wallace has moved on to the bulls. i dismissed the message, since i don't believe most things until i've cited five credible sources on the internet... but it did give me feverish nap-dreams the rest of the ride home.

anger: at home, the very first thing i did, before even calling my parents, was whip out my laptop: why, ben, why? was it for the money? didn't the pistons clear up all that cap space? didn't you want to end your career in detroit? doesn't the fact that you've built your career in the palace mean anything to you? what about your superfans? WHY!?!?!

bargaining: maybe he'll change his mind? maybe they'll get rid of flip instead, and re-sign ben?

depression: i've been in the funkiest of funks... aside from the mourning, moping, and pouting, i've also been experiencing some anxiety about the upcoming season and suspicion about whether muhammed can fill big ben's shoes. okay, it's months away, but i'm now faced with a dilemma. i love the pistons, and about 45 percent of that love comes from my affection for ben wallace, his hair, and his general awesomeness. what does a fan do when her favorite player is suddenly wearing another jersey? do i root for the both the bulls and the pistons? what happens when they play each other??

acceptance: i'm working on this. my brother called with his condolences yesterday: "i saw the news and knew you'd be upset." wasn't that nice? he's a long-time bulls fan, though, so there was the inevitable: "you're going to have to root for the bulls now, you know?"

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