The Monday After

Two Girls Kill Boy played a show last night and we killed it. When we walked in the crowd was a bit dull and the entertainment was a bit on the acoustic folk side. But as we came in to close the night we unlocked the crowd. All in all it was pretty sweet. We proved to ourselves we could get our shit together enough to finish a solid set and the crowd, albeit mostly friends gave us props.

Added benefit, I thought I'd miss the Giants game last night, but the bar had it on. All I can say is, "YES!!!" I knew the blue crew would come through and play Philly hard. 12 sacks hard. As I told my esteemed colleague, the defensive momentum from their stand last week late in the game against Washington would carry over.

How can we invent new ways to lose? How to we self implode and piss away a sure thing? Is there a way to disappoint our fans more than we ever have in the past? Well ask Professor Willie and the Mets because they've managed to do the above and a whole lot more. Ok, fact -- I'm not a Mets fan. But even though, I mean what is going on. I asked a Met fan about a week ago "WTF is going on with your team?" and he was dumbfounded. Is it mental? Is it coaching? who hangs for this? I'll tell you who, the fans. The Mets were a hot ticket this season. I actually went to more Mets games this year than Yankees. Be mad Mets fans, you should be. Burn Flushing, let heads roll. The baseball world gives you permission to be the angriest fans this offseason.