So I'm Kinda Thinkin' About The Lynx

Had dinner with a social group after work last/Friday night, and I ate and drank (and had ice cream at Sebastian Joe's for desert) so much that I got really tired.  Once I got home around 9, I tried to watch Big Ten men's soccer, but my body told me to call it a night.  I made sure to pull the Zynga Poker slot machine once to stay on schedule, then around 9:30 or 10 I turned off the lights, and it was lights out for me.

The Lynx were playing Game 4 last/Friday night.  I avoided even overhearing the score because one more Loss meant they lose the WNBA Championship.  So although I was tired, I turned in mostly to avoid the result of the Game.  I fear the worst, of course, but I had these thoughts that the Lynx won.  And later, I had thoughts that the Lynx lost.  I think I was aware as I thought both opposing thoughts that I was dreaming it (or, in the scenario that they lost, I was having a nightmare), but I still felt euphoria when I thought they had won and resignation when I thought they had lost.

Woke up around 8:30.  At some point I knew I had to come across the result.  I was going to allow Twitter/X to tell me, but I looked at my Facebook first, and at the top of my screen I saw a fellow alum's feed of him at Target Center.  And he wrote a caption: "LYNX WIN!"

Cool.  So they won.  And now I'll be fearing they will lose Game 5 Sunday, and I'll have nightmares tonight about it.