There is no time for pleasantries, my long lost friends. I was at that game tonight and have to do some venting before my eyeballs fall out of my head and my brain eats itself and destroys major organs that I might need later.
WHAT WAS THAT????
It is never a fun thing to watch the Cardinals lose to the Cubs and this game was no different. When it went into extra innings, I nearly suffocated myself with a hot dog wrapper. I mean, who saw THAT coming? It was a very demoralizing moment.
Adding to my misery was the flurry of text messages I received from concerned friends and family over the botched calls at home and second. We all know what it’s like to be on the good side of those calls. You don’t feel GREAT about it, but no one loses sleep over it. You’ll take it. Your team was always going to win anyway, so what difference does it make, right? But being on the losing end of it makes you want to smash the umpire’s head in with a shovel. Being a sports fan is weird.