Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Sour 'Milk' Grapes

After getting only TWO wrong in the office Oscar pool several years in a row and STILL MANAGING TO LOSE every time, I vowed never to enter again. (Yes, I can be a really bad sport when it comes to things I think I'm good at; so why should I even bother if HE's just going to win every time, anyway????) But after taking a couple years off I allowed myself to get sucked back into it this year. The night was going along splendidly until I blew the Sound Mixing category. I still held out hope and then -- VOILA! -- I got Foreign Language Film wrong, too. At that point I knew it was sudden death. If I were to have ANY chance at beating the office Oscar Predicting Freak at his own game, I HAD to get the one remaining award up for grabs right. Going against everything I believed in -- who I wanted to win and who I thought deserved to win -- I picked Mickey Rourke for Best Actor. (Sean already has one; the Academy loves a comeback.) I got to work yesterday and sure enough, HE got the same two wrong that I did -- but picked Sean Penn for Best Actor. I hate the Oscars. If only there were a game board I could flip in the air right now ...

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

It's not funny at all, but your post really made me laugh! However I think that's only because otherwise I would cry as I went against everything I believed in for just about every category, safe in the knowledge whatever I usually choose loses.

What happened? They all bloomin' won...

James said...

A bad sport? Really? Shocking!

I missed the whole thing. Was walking home (live in Chelsea) and the streets were empty. Didn't knwow what was going on until I caught a glimpse of the show through someone's window.

Oh well, I'm sure you'll win next year!