October 20th, 2004

hermione by oatmilk

holy fuck

I'd been checking mlb.com while doing homework and it was tied at 0 for a while and then suddenly it was 4-0 Red Sox. I didn't even hear screaming from my house, which is unusual.

I actually "watched" the last 2 batters of the game on the mlb.com pop-up and was all into the balls and the walks and the strikes and yelling (softly) at the game. Then people screamed and it hadn't updated so i wasn't sure if he'd struck-out or walked (the latter of which would have meant bases loaded at the bottom of the 9th with 2 outs and the Sox only ahead by 2 -- oh the tension) but fuck, 4-2, Game 6. Who'd have thought after Game 2 or 3 that we would have made it to Game 7 after all?

"gaaaaah. I don't think they're *capable* of not stringing us along til the very END" -lilithchilde
taken out of context

(In other news, i figured out how to button my pea coat.)

Game 7 and people aren't watching the game in the living room? My world is off-kilter. (Also, the revamp of the Smith webpage threw me.) I really should do masses of work rather than watch the game anyway, so it's just as well, though i hear it's been an exciting game -- 2-run homer and a grand slam so far, Sox leading 6-0 in the top of the second. (And here i was expecting the game to be too painfully tense to watch.) I was amused this morning, though, to see that the Sox dominated the above the fold front page of the Globe.