add this to the list of reasons why i hate that the MLB & NFL seasons overlap.

the Patriots tried to kill me last night.

shoddy defense.
Tom Brady looking decidely rusty, uncomfortable & out of rhythm, culminating in an interception.
a missed field goal from a kicker who rarely does.
down 24-13 with 3 minutes left in the game.

and then suddenly.

a touchdown.
a fumble recovery on the kickoff return.
another touchdown.
a defense that... well... managed to run out the clock anyway.

and the Patriots pull off a victory uglier that Steve Buscemi?
ummm...what??

and then i exhaled. and also swallowed my heart.

now tonight, we get the magical mystical highly-anticipated terrifying return of Matsuzaka to the mound. against the Angels. a team that can certainly hit. and also run circles around the diamond. especially if Dice performs his patented nibble-nibble-nibble routine to the outcome of loaded bases & no outs. (i swear if he could, he would stack 'em two deep on each base.)

i'm pretty sure my heart can't take this kind of sports-induced trauma two nights in a row.