Written by Spencer | 15 January 2009

Last night was like the 5th date with a girl who put out, was incredibly funny, loved sports and was absolutely gorgeous. On the 5th date you decide to take her out to breakfast after she got her wisdom teeth out. When you get to her house and see her without makeup on, in her pajamas, you feel betrayed and lied to. You feel like the last four dates were some kind of scam. You tell her you don't feel good all of a sudden and need to take a rain check on breakfast. You feel a little bit bad because she just got her wisdom teeth out ,but that is no excuse for not looking as hot as she did the previous four dates.

You continue to date her because when she gets primped out she looks amazing. And really, she is the only girl in your town so you have to date her and marry her. You will get used to the fact that there will be mornings when you have that holy #$%& this is my wife thought, but you will love her and cherish her.

On April 15th 2009 I will be sitting in line at the post office waiting to mail in my tax returns, contemplating how the in the heck we just lost 6 of 8 games dropping us to the eighth seed, one game behind Portland or Phoenix . I will then have a flashback to last night when I literally cut my own wrists as I watched the Jazz get outscored, out-hustled, out-hearted, and most of all outrebounded.

The next day I will buy tickets to games 3 and 4 of the first round series with the Lakers and watch us lose 4-1 in the series and then over the next six months believe that we will do better on the road in 2010.

So in other words yes it was the worst loss of the season.

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