We live to fight another day. I came into a free gorilla suit yesterday so I should have known my luck was looking up.
One step closer to the mustache. Two gargantuan steps to go still, but we're still alive. I think I had four heart attacks and two strokes last night while watching that game. We might need to force a Game 7 just to get on the right foot with Lackey. As it stands, last night's pull could seriously affect his decision on re-signing.
Just another little morsel on ridiculous sports fans' superstitions that occurred in the early innings of last night's game...Here's an IM conversation between me and Kissen:
Bottom 1st, Halos have runners on 2nd and 3rd, no outs, Torii Hunter at the plate
(Me) (5:13:52 PM): TORII COMES THROUGH!!! 2-0 HALOS!!!!
(Kissen) went away at 5:15:38 PM
Vladdy doubles, Kendry singles, Angels are on top 4-0 with no outs
(Kissen) returned at 5:17:48 PM
(Kissen) (5:18:40 PM): nice
(Kissen) (5:18:47 PM): I was on the can
(Me) (5:19:14 PM): guess what we might need you to go back there for the next few hours
(Kissen) (5:19:31 PM): I got a lap top with Wi Fi
(Kissen) (5:19:33 PM): shouldn't be a problem
(Kissen) (5:19:42 PM): let me see if I can cause a 2nd wave to hit
Maicer flies out, Juan Rivera grounds into an inning-ending double-play.
So in this case, it didn't seem to matter, but still, that's a true friend that's willing to go back to the bathroom stall for the sake of his friend's team.
2 comments:
He truly is a real friend.
Well, at least now I know why the Yanks lost.
I'm touched.
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