Last
night’s White Sox-Rangers’ game started at 7:05 PM and ended two minutes shy of
11:05. The game might have ended in
under 2-1/2 hours had the White Sox bullpen not been so generous. But extra innings it was, and a White Sox win
in twelve thanks to Todd Frazier’s grand slam.
Only
I’m too old for this, and I wonder how many baseball fans aren’t. At some point, the Toyota and Dodge
commercials blend together, and I’m seeing Jose Abreu doing donuts in the
batter’s box. Back when Clare was in
travel ball, there was something called the international tie breaker for games
that went into extra innings—every half-inning started with a runner on second;
somebody usually scored soon enough to put sunbaked parents out of their
misery. I’m not suggesting the tie
breaker for baseball, but…
Thank
God for TiVo. When the mood strikes, I
can record an entire game or replay the last half hour. At 10:30, it was time for option #2. I finished reading the paper and a magazine
and then fast-forwarded along to the good stuff, viz., Frazier’s slam. As for those late-night West Coast games, I’m
content to find a box score online. Call
it age, wisdom or what have you.
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