This was my night.
1st inning: Expletives were spouted at a machine who's job is to just show me a video image.
2nd inning: More of the same.
3rd inning: The phrase, "Way to show up and fight for your season guys!" came out of my mouth.
4th inning: Turned on "The Office" and switched back and forth through commercial breaks. (All the while, being on a rollercoaster of emotions because I got P.O.'d at the game...and then would be laughing at the show.)
5th inning: Oy vey.
6th inning: Tina goes to bed...and I decided to watch one last inning (considering it was the last game of the season).
Top of 7th inning: Papelbon comes in...and I scratch my head...but at least I'd get to see him pitch one more time before April.
Middle of 7th inning: I take the dogs out to do their business...and put them in their crates for the night.
Bottom of 7th inning: I walk into the living room to shut the TV off and call it a night...Chip Caray says, "The champagne is on ice waiting in the Tampa Bay locker room." I think to myself...that's NEVER good to say. But, they're up 7 runs...it's inevitable. I reach for the remote...just as I'm about to push "POWER" Pedy drives in a run. WOOHOO! No SHUTOUT! (I was actually so happy they didn't get shut out.) Then...BAM...PAPI woke up! 7-4 now. 8th inning: How could one go to bed... 7-6 because of Drew. Coco drives in Kotsay to tie it!!! :sohappy: (That's when I posted to Scott above).
9th inning: Masterson is in trouble...1 out...a guy on first...and Pena...the man who NEVER hits into a double play but has killed the Red Sox this series is at the plate. DOUBLE PLAY!
I knew...that Double Play was this year's "Dave Roberts' stolen base."
Let's walk Jason Bay...DREW AGAIN!
MY TURN!!!
1st Inning: BJ (EXPLETIVE) UPTON!!!!!!!! SOMEONE GET THIS (EXPLETIVE) OUT FOR ONCE!!!!!!!!!
2nd Inning: Okay Dice K not doing anything too bad but I'm still angry the bats suck...
3rd Inning: lose my flipping mind and go off on that "machine" you speak of myself...
4th inning: literally just sit there life-less as I watch another at bat come and go with ZERO fire power
5th inning: literally cannot move. all my life has been sucked out of me... just feel sooooo disappointed. Just... disappointed is the only word I can use...
6th Inning: play a game of madden, bust out a win... feel a tad better about myself...
7th Inning: watch Paps give up two runs and decide... it's time for the playoff beard to go (haven't shaved since the start of the playoffs... it was REALLLLLY thick)
mid 7th: shaving my beard... takes an eternity... in the background I hear Paps get out of the rest of the inning...
bottom 7: lying in bed ready to go to sleep watching the game... Papi hits the jack and I sprint throughout my apartment getting my roommates up to go hit up the living room for the TV...
spend innings 8 and 9 listening to "brass bonanza" on repeat everytime the sox did something good... nearly jumped through the ceiling and through the floor... screaming like a mad man... and ended up running down my street in just a pair of shorts celebrating JD Drew... the 70 million dollar man...
Yep, I put the victory on me shaving my playoff beard...