Whining, Wine-ing & Winning

Last night I experienced emotional damage from Avalanche playoff hockey.
3-0 lead.
3-3 tie.
MacKinnon out.
Final score: 3-5. It sucked.

Today we heal. ⚾️

We’re taking Karsyn to a Royals game where I have zero emotional investment in either team, which feels healthy for me at this point. Nobody can break my heart if I don’t care who wins.

Now the only stress is hoping my toddler doesn’t remove her diaper in public and doesn’t go full streaker mode through Kauffman Stadium.

Really just hoping we leave with everyone clothed and no lifetime bans. Wine-d down with me emotionally recovering one sporting event at a time and hoping for one of the biggest recoveries in sports history.