There are days where you just want to go back to bed. That wasn’t yesterday because yesterday’s game started as the workday wound down. Instead of a nice relaxing evening jaunt through Arlington with Rick Rizzs, we got a crap cherry on top of our day. But hey! After the emotions and the sadness and the morose Shakespeare tweets with your feet in the kids’ pool at least you get to go to bed right away.
Today there isn’t any such relief. You will sit down at your desk at 11am. You will log on to freakin’ FACEBOOK to watch a stupid baseball game against a bad annoying baseball team.