I happen to be gettting the exact same feeling I had after the round of 16 at Wimbledon. That, for no particular reason, (other than the power of cumulative white-middle-aged-male fantasy), Sharapova is going to win the tournament.
There is nothing associated with reason attached to this feeling. It's best described as dread. But still, there it is.
Proud to be an American
Not blind. Not uninformed. We are party to atrocities. But the response of the world after 9/11 is worth noting. Even our most dire enemies offered aid. We should all be so lucky.
Last edited by Volcana; Jan 27th, 2005 at 04:20 AM.