It has been hard for me to watch the men I spend most of my waking hours with crying. What do they cry over? Baseball. Specifically, the Cubs. And I mock them. I imitate Tom Hanks, “There’s no crying in baseball!” I ask, “Did you really think they would win this year?”
But all the tears and talk and forcing me to watch games has, um, er, mademeintoabaseballfan. Okay, maybe not a full fledged baseball fan, but I watched (with interest) game 6 of the NLCS and game 7 of the ALCS.
AND BOSTON WON!!!!
I mean, if you care about that kind of thing, which I apparently do now. I wanted Boston to win, as badly as I wanted the Cubs to win last year. Maybe more. Last year I raced off a plane and Nate and I zoomed to a bar to watch a Cubs game in Minneapolis. Last year I ran down the alley between the top and bottom of the ninth, to see the last part of an inning. Today I sent text messages to a friend who wasn’t at a tv with updates on the game.
Who am I becoming? I don’t like sports and I CERTAINLY don’t like baseball. People from Indiana don’t watch baseball, we watch basketball and football, but not boring baseball.
So I’d just like to say, GO SOX! What a thrilling series and a great game tonight.
You can now go back to your regularly scheduled expectations.
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