Monday, October 18, 2004


The only reason I am up this late is to find out whom I can blame for the riots and looting that will leave this fair city burning - the Red Sox or the Yankees.

Update @ 1:15 (Top of the 12th) - The announcer just said "The one thing the Red Sox can not afford right now is to have a pitcher go down on them." I thought about glory holes and such. Please. Let. This. Game. End.

Update @ 1:18 (Commercial Break) - I flip to a program called The George Michael Sports Machine. Hello, irony. Are you trying to tell me something?

Update @ 1:20 (Bottom of the 12th) - Yes, guys, slapping the wall rhythmically in such a way as it could distract your preferred team's batter is a fabulous idea. I can tell you were in the Gifted Program in school.

Update @ 1:22 (Bottom of the 12th) - I think the Yankee's pitcher seems to believe he's playing cricket.

Update @ 1:23 - Ortiz earned his damned paycheck with a home run that means there's a game 5.

Update @ 1:26 - I celebrate for a brief moment before realizing that the Red Sox only have to screw up one game whereas the the Yankees can screw up three before they're not able to go to the World (ha!) Series.