Watching the Minnesota pregame show because ours isn’t going yet and it’s 42° and feels like 39° and there’s hardly a person in the stands on what looks like a sunny afternoon.
Right now we’re bad as the Red Sox as both clubs are 4–8, but the Red Sox have won their last two so it just seems by the law of averages that the Tigers should win a game for a change.
BABIP’d to death in this game. Although I have to admit, I stopped to rewatch John Wick 4. Something more than this may have happened in my cowardly absence.
So we finally scored a couple runs have the bases loaded and two outs so I’m wondering how they will F this up. Yes I’m frustrated, but I don’t think yelling at grown men is much of a motivator, treating them like children and everything.
Dear God… these balls are dropping where there ain’t anybody I think God hates us. Maybe I’ll just rewatch the extremely satisfying part of the John Wick 4 movie where he kills 26 people during the grueling ascent of the 222 steps leading to the Sacré-Cœur Basilica in Paris.
Base is loaded no outs. Run scores on a past ball or wild pitch. I don’t know what. This is not my beautiful house. This is not my beautiful wife. Oh my God what have I done?