Sunday, April 23, 2006

 

This will be brief.

Last night I found myself clocking out of work and turning on the Padres-Mets game in my truck. We were down but not by much. Dave Roberts was waiting on third and Brian Giles had just recieved a free pass to first. The newest Padre Mike Piazza was now up to bat. A chance to impress his new hometown fans by stickin it to his old team with an RBI knock. At this point I was close to my house and pushed foward on the gas to see this at bat on TV as soon as I could. Then I realized - what am I racing home for? Mike Piazza is a Padre now. This means no heroic homerun or clutch double or hell even a walk. I came to grips with the fact that I was rushing home so I could see Piazza ground into a double play. And sure enough I turned on the tube at just the right moment to see Piazza come through. Double Play. Inning over. My hopes dead. Bochy should be fired. Hell yes I said it, and I don't even believe it.

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