Matty finally delivers. I no longer feel like Drano awash with tiny razor blades is flowing through my system. Instead it’s the sweetest wine mixed by beautiful girls in Ithaca as Odysseus looks on approvingly.
Instead of falling asleep and waking up to find the team prospering, I watched a couple episodes of Sister Boniface solve murders on BritBox so maybe that’s the key. I also ate some chocolate chip cookies.
Matt Vierling homers (1) on a fly ball to left center field. Jahmai Jones scores. Gleyber Torres scores. I am like a master of voodoo. I predicted it and it’s six runs.
This game is completely winnable without a doubt. But I’m having a hard time caring. Maybe I’ve gotten too spoiled. They do, however, have the knack of reeling me back in because I’m a sucker.