March 23rd, 2007

It's not often I get ticked by a tennis match, but...

It's not often I get ticked by a tennis match, but I went to see the TCU girls team play tennis today and I got irritated. Don't get me wrong. I can't play tennis. Even they worst player on the squad could take me to the cleaners, but that doesn't stop me from wanting to say "Oi, you two, no" to the number 3 doubles team of Andrea Morgado and Amy Beck.

First off, they aren't a physical presence. The two they were playing were bigger, stronger and physically more commanding. That doesn't mean that they're necessarily going to win though. You can beat people like that if you're scrappy, determined and prepared to keep them off balance. You need to play that way to beat them (unless you're physically more gifted, which presumably they weren't given their number 3 ranking in the school). They didn't, and they spent 40 minutes or so getting their butts handed to them on a silver platter with a side serving of embarrassingly onesided.

I wouldn't have minded if I thought they were trying, but every time they played a shot they would mentally stop for a split second to admire their handiwork. That irritates me. I've never really been one for school spirit, but when the mood takes me, I go all out. Unlike these girls apparently.

Why do I go and see films (like Premonition) that depress me?

I've come to the conclusion that I'm a masochist. It's the only reason I can think of that explains why I go and see films that depress me. My wife died from complications related to a car crash 4 years ago, so what do I go and see a film about a husband who dies in a car crash.

In this film, Sandra Bullock plays a wife whose husband dies, at which point her life falls apart. She seems to alternating between days prior to the accident when her husband is very much alive and days after the accident when he's very much dead. The result is that in the days under consideration, everyone around her thinks she's going mad. Only she can work out what really is going on.

It wasn't a great film, but it wasn't bad either. It was just all a little predictable. Nearly everything that you might expect from an "unexpected death film" happens here, which makes it all a little dull if I'm honest.