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Andrew:
David, I'm really glad you got to have that from-the-jaws-of-defeat high!  After you were just about giving up at halftime.

It's happened many a time to sports fans here with both the Patriots and the Red Sox - New Englanders can't complain we've been deprived.
 
Frankly, it's the most interesting scenario to me with sports because it's the most like my primary frame of reference - literature and film!

It's right there in Aristotle's definition of the perfect plot in the Poetics - a sharp change of fortune, resulting not from perfect virtue or vice but from normal situations that everybody responds to, like errors in judgment or in execution.   Aristotle was writing about tragedy in that essay, but it works the same way whichever side you view it from.

David In Indy:
Why thank you Andrew!

Are you a Colts fan too? You are Hoosier, after all!

Yeah, that game was something else. I almost called a couple of friends in Connecticut and Maine during half time and conceded defeat, but I decided not to. I couldn't believe their comeback in the second half. This gives me a little hope we might even win the Super Bowl!

The Colts are a very strange team, I think. They win against the teams they should lose to and they lose to the teams they should beat. They seem to play much better when they are losing, and they play much worse when they are winning.  ???

Typical Hoosiers in my opinion, don't you think? In other words, don't ever try to predict us and NEVER underestimate us. haha.  ;)




Edited for typos.... of course!  >:(

David In Indy:
Hey Kerry! Where are you in "Shades of Grey" now? What chapter are you on?  :D

Kerry:

--- Quote from: David925 on January 23, 2007, 11:53:15 pm ---Hey Kerry! Where are you in "Shades of Grey" now? What chapter are you on?  :D

--- End quote ---

Great idea to have our own little private thread about Shades of Grey, here at your blog, David.  ;)

I've just finished Chapter 13. I'm deliberately not rushing through it. I'm savouring every word - like a fine wine! 

Here's a favourite quote from Chapter 11; pathos beautifully evoked:

Jack wandered over to the bookshelves, drawn by a single photograph. It was in a silver frame, the photograph itself faded with age, one corner marred by a bend in the paper. It showed three children, two boys and a girl, and a woman, strands of blonde hair blowing across her laughing face. She had a slight gap between her front teeth and Jack smiled when he saw it, that lone imperfection making her more beautiful somehow. They were all sitting on a porch swing, Ennis in his mother’s lap, Junie next to them, her head resting on her mother’s shoulder. And K.E. on the opposite end, looking bored and sulky. Ennis had two scabbed over knees, his hair a mass of golden curls. He was leaning back against his mother’s chest, covering the hand she had around his belly with his own. Jack guessed he was about six, right on the cusp of being too old for his mother’s lap, maybe the last summer he could sit there without risking ridicule.

 :'(

Kerry:

This isn't Heath, but he sure does come close to SoG Ennis for me:


I've got more of him, if you'd like to see them . . . .

 

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