This is weird, given that I have written about the Rangers virtually every day for the past six and a half years, but I don't really feel like I have anything to say about last night's game, or the series in general right now.
I'm not sure why, exactly. Maybe it is because the past two nights' games have been so draining, so emotional, that I'm tapped out.
Maybe it is because there are so many other people writing about it that I don't feel I have anything new or original or insightful to add.
Maybe my psyche just wants to check out of the analyzing business right now and enjoy the ride.
But in any case, I don't have anything to say, and my brain is actively rebelling when I try to get it in gear and think of something meaningful to say about the series so far.
Texas just has to win one of the next two games to be the World Champs.
I still can't quite believe it.