Disappointment and No Consolation

The end result is the same, whether I stayed up or not: Oregon State - 33 and University of Oregon - 37. It is just as well I couldn't stay awake through the third quarter - the pain of a 5:00 AM wake up call this morning would not have been worth waiting for the end product last
night. In the second quarter, I heard Jan clapping from way down in our basement family room where she stayed up to watch the game - the Beavers had just scored a touchdown. I had already gone upstairs to bed with my laptop - the play-by-play recalls on the ESPN Website were about a minute behind real-time. Even my boss was into the game - she sent an email some time after 1:00 AM: "that was a fabulous game, you should be proud" - there is no consolation with this loss. So I will just have to wait, and hope for the smell of roses next year on New Year's Day - Auld Lang Syne:

Shid ald akwentans bee firgot,
an nivir brocht ti mynd?
Shid ald akwentans bee firgot,
an ald lang syn?

An sheerly yil bee yur pynt-staup!
an sheerly al bee myn!
An will tak a cup o kyndnes yet,
fir ald lang syn.

We twa hay rin aboot the braes,
an pood the gowans fyn;
Bit weev wandert monae a weery fet,
sin ald lang syn.

We twa hay pedilt in the burn,
fray mornin sun til dyn;
But seas between us bred hay roard
sin ald lang syn.

An thers a han, my trustee feer!
an gees a han o thyn!
And we’ll tak a richt gude-willie-waucht,
fir ald lang syn.

Robert Burns, 1788