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September 15, 2002

2002 Mazda Monkey

Awaiting sale appraisal of my car in the waiting room of the Carmax in Laurel, George Michael's "Monkey" (extended remix) was playing on the Muzak station:

Why can't you do it? Why can't you set your monkey free?
Always givin' in to it, do you love your monkey or do you love me?

Now that I'm comfortable with the idea of selling the car, I'm still not ready to go out and do it. I still keep thinking something's gonna come up, right after I sell the damn thing. No one responded to my ads, so I'm gonna have to take some loss from The Man. To their credit, they really were hassle-free, and the money I lose from selling it with them may make up for me being the go-between between a private buyer and the bank.

I played a whopping 15 minutes in the consolation match after the main game on Saturday. I still can't believe my performance is so bad that I can be downgraded from scrumhalf, to wing, and ultimately to the sidelines. About half of the players in the main match have only a season under their belt, and I know I'm in better shape than most. My loss of mojo can be attributed to all the other things on my mind, and possibly the injury I took in March. However, that doesn't explain my awesome game in June. I guess it's easier to fall from grace in the coaches' eyes than to build up his confidence - or mine. When I'm good, I'm very good; but apparently I've been less than that. Anyone know of a good sports psychology book I can read?

Right now I don't need the distress from wondering about my game, and have been considering taking the season off. I keep wondering if my mutilated face during the three interviews I got this spring may have contributed to not getting any of those jobs. I don't want any x-factors getting in the way with the bread and butter, so I may have to chalk it up to yet another adjustment to my current situation.

Posted by jimbo at September 15, 2002 9:34 PM

Comments

Hey,

Sounds like you have a lot on your mind. I've been basically unemployed since Oct '01 and I'm finding that the stress of it all sneaks up on me in ways I would never imagine. Sounds like the stress is keeping you mildly distracted. Enough at least to affect your game.

Mike

Posted by: Michael at September 16, 2002 10:47 AM