Today's Streaking In Public is equal parts fear and relief. I am relieved that my first Beat the Streak Postseason experience is over. I don't have to check the boxscores of MLB games any longer, unless I idiotically decide to pick a World Series game on Streak for the Cash. Matt Carpenter and Jhonny Peralta finished up my campaign with dueling 0-fers but I am relieved that the Cardinals are gone. That of course means the Giants are going to the World...damn it.
Before my relief turns to anger, I turn Streaking In Public into a horror movie. I am so scared right now. I am on a W9 on the brink of double digits. The Pats didn't bludgeon the Jets like I had projected, they had to block a kick at the death to win, but they were able to rattle off ten straight points to keep the Trevor Train chugging along. But as you can see from the graphics above, or lack thereof, I am not making a Streak pick today. I am too scared to risk my best run of October on the NHL, Friday night college football, or Mexican Primera Division soccer. Those options might as well be Michael Myers, Freddie Krueger, and Leatherface to me. But I assure you readers of SIP, I am not getting hacked up tonight. I looked at tomorrow's board and my yellow tail will surely fade before tomorrow. Until then, I am going to go to this totally safe abandoned cabin in the woods and watch this Rock promo. HAU'OLI STREAKING EVERYBODY!!