I'm a cockeyed pessimist
And, thanks to that, I'm not taking part in the general wallowing in gloom and doom that's occurring in Memphis this morning. Our guys lost the Big Game last night, and there is no joy in Mudville today. But, because of my incurable pessimism, I never believed that we'd win anyway, so I'm not disappointed.
This is really my philosophy of life in a nutshell: pessimists never suffer disappointment. And occasionally we are delighted when something goes right. But not today.