It's definitely baseball season now
After an entire lifetime of not caring at all about team sports, my then three-year-old son decided three years ago that he is a baseball fan, and I've become a fan (that was the first of what I hope will be a lifetime of him turning me onto very cool things - his subsequent choices, like the Power Rangers and candy Ring Pops aren't encouraging, though I sort of like playing with Bey Blades .
Our Mariners haven't exactly come out blazing this season, but they've won two in a row this week. Tonight I thought I'd watch the end of the game as I payed some bills at around 8:30 or so. It's now 11:30 and we're into the bottom of the thirteenth inning with the score tied 1-1 against Oakland. Wow - how could anyone go to bed at a time like this?
Update 20 April 9:54 am PDT: A cliffhanger that went into the bottom of the fourteenth inning, only to end at midnight slightly anticlimactically on a balk called on Oakland pitcher Justin Duchscherer. But we'll take it! :)
So, what did you think of the ending? :)
I went to the game last night. I get up and particpate in an online course every morning at 5:30 AM, so I was happy that the first 8 1/2 innings we're clipping along at 2 1/2 hours. So when our closer Eddie Guardardo was 1 strike away from a 1-0 win, facing the A's best hitter, I was feeling good. I left after our first batter in the bottom of the ninth, Edgar Martinez struck out. I then listened to the game all the way home on the bus, into bed and fell a sleep before the end of the 13th inning, thinking of how timeless baseball is, and to never think the game is over until it is.