Radio Silence

My last post last night was heading into the ninth inning. After that… silence. I wonder why?

Hang on, I just drove onto the Tobin Bridge. I need to pull over so I can join the throngs of Red Sox fans hurling themselves off.

The Astros scored seven runs in the top of the ninth. I went to bed after five. There was no bottom of the ninth walk off heroics from the Red Sox to be had. A little part of me was hoping that when I woke up today I would check the MLB app and see a miracle. Nah.

Yesterday I started the day by listening to a bunch of local sports radio coverage and the general consensus was that the series was over, Houston was toast. One talking head actually tried to start the discussion of who would we rather face in the World Series. I don’t think I was that far off the deep end, but I was pretty far. I kept having to remind myself that it was only game three and we were only up one game.

If you know anything about Boston sports fandom (and I hope this pertains to other regions too because I don’t want to be the only city whose people are this nuts) our mental state is based only on the last game. Game three was a huge victory and we were planning the parade. Game four was a painful loss and we are all jumping off that bridge and putting ourselves out of our misery (figuratively speaking, of course).

Game five is today at 5:00pm-ish. Even with the standard four hour FOX coverage, I should be able to catch the whole thing. I wanted to listen through to the end last night but that ninth inning rally… I just couldn’t deal. Close games like that are stressful, but once the Astros broke it open I was just done.

Okay kids, it’s time to go to work. We’re roughly 8.5 hours away from the first pitch of game five. My kingdom for a lot of Boston grand slams.

Five Innings Down

At least I’ve stayed awake longer than I did yesterday. One full inning and counting.

After five innings the Red Sox are still hanging on to a 2-1 lead over the Astros. Similar to game one, the Sox are leaving a lot of runners on base. We need a little more clutch. We can’t let Houston hang in close.

Game Four, 1.5 Innings Down

The Astros hit a home run in the top of the first to take a 1-0.

The Red Sox had a walk followed by a home run in the bottom of the first to take a 2-1 lead.

The Astros threatened but didn’t score in the top of the second. The Red Sox are coming up. I could really use some insurance here. Lots of it. Maybe another grand slam? Normally that would be pie in the sky thinking, but with this offense in this series? Who knows?

I Slept Through 55% of Game Three

I took off my headphones after the fourth inning. I was still awake two outs into the top of the fifth, but that was it. I fell asleep with about 55% of the game still to go.

Fortunately, the Astros never scored again. It was 9-3 Red Sox when I zonked out, and it ended 12-3. The Red Sox are up two games to one. Game four is tonight at 8:00ish so I expect to fall asleep halfway through. I’d hang in there if it were a 7:00 start like real baseball, but this isn’t real baseball. This is nationally televised baseball which doesn’t take actual fans into account at all.

I can say one thing about tonight’s game. After Schwarber hit that grand slam in the second inning giving the Red Sox their third grand slam in two games, I think it’s a safe bet that they won’t hit another grand slam. If they do then we have to start talking about destiny and goofy shit like that (or do we have to start talking about gambling and the much favored Astros throwing the series?) and I don’t want to do that. I’ll settle for a handful of run of the mill three run home runs. That’ll work for me.

Feeling the hype in a big way, yet still trying to remain cautiously optimistic and not get too cocky while watching grand slam after grand slam after grand slam.

Yet Another Grand Slam

I had a bad nights sleep last night thanks to a naughty smoke alarm. I was really hoping the Red Sox would take a huge early lead so that I could go to sleep worry free.

Then came the bottom of the second. Six runs including four from the third grand slam in two games.


Of course, 6-0 against the Astros hardly feels comfortable.

Keep up the good work, Red Sox.

Game Three is Underway

Game three of the ALCS between the scuzzy Houston Astros and the Heroically Heroic Boston Red Sox is under way. After one inning there is no score.

Wait, what? No score? But… that’s not how these two teams do it, is it?

Into the top of the second, Eduardo Rodriguez is looking pretty good on the mound. Here’s hoping it continues.

And right on queue, Rodriguez has struck out the side in the second. The Red Sox are coming up.

Let’s get this done, Red Sox.

No More Beeps

The smoke alarms stayed quiet for the rest of the night. I lost an hour sleep but that’s worth it for not having the house burn down. We briefly had a theory for what happened (other than it needed a battery swap). I put the dishwasher on before we went to bed and it looks like something small and plastic fell off the rack and landed close to the heat coil. That seemed likely until we did the math. The dishwasher would have been finished a few hours before the alarm went off. Oh well.

Fear the Walking Dead wasn’t terrible last night. It wasn’t good, but it was fair. Other than the laughably stupid light house thing where they decided light houses point straight down, of course. My beef is the same beef that I’ve beefed since Scott Gimple took over as show runner on the main show in season four. Last night was the season premier and we saw exactly one main cast member. One. The season is 16 episodes and the cast is lucky (I should put that word in quotes) if they work in half of them. This one had a character I was interested in, a little at least, but there will be entire episodes that don’t have a single character worth watching. It’s the Gimple way. World Beyond was fair at best too. We’re three episodes into the final season and we basically spent the whole hour introducing new people. Maybe when we look back on the whole thing we’ll realize we learned something important this week, but it sure just feels like prep work right now. Uh. Why do I care?

Red Sox/Astros ALCS game three is tonight at Fenway. Eduardo Rodriguez goes for the Red Sox. We need a big game from everyone tonight. We took the home field advantage away from them with the game two win, we need to hold it. The fewer trips to Houston we have to make, the better. Are you feeling the hype? I am.

Okay, folks. Time to go to work. Have a good one.

Late Sleeper

I went to bed last night a little before midnight. I woke up once around 6:00 but went right back to sleep. Next thing I know it’s 9:00. Eight hours and 45 minutes of sleep, six hours and 30 minutes of restful sleep, and a sleeping heart rate dip of 30%. That might be the best night’s sleep I’ve had since I started paying attention.

We have a scheduled FaceTime with Harry this afternoon and we’re planning a Great British Bake Off watch party too. Other than that… we’re plans free. So some TV, some World of Warcraft? Maybe some more guitar. How about definitely some more guitar.

I started watching two shows that have pretty completely hooked me. Midnight Mass and Y the Last Man. Midnight Mass took a couple of episodes to grab me, but Y the Last Man was more or less instant. There is one more episode of Titans to go and I don’t know how many more episodes of What We Do in the Shadows. Walking Dead World Beyond is on tonight. That’s okay. Fear the Walking Dead comes back tonight too and I don’t know what to think about it. Season five is still the worst season of television I have ever made myself watch. Season six started out better but spiraled right down the toilet and may have ended up worse than season five. Why am I bothering with season seven? It can’t be worse, can it? At the same time, it can’t be good either, can it?

The Red Sox are not playing today. It’s a travel day. The Bruins finally opened their season last night and they don’t play again until Wednesday. No Boston sports for me tonight. Suddenly that feels weird.

I’m having a bad time with the intermittent fasting this weekend. I thought I was going to be driving to Vermont yesterday so I stopped the fast and had breakfast. Today I slept late and did it again. Two sub 16 hour fasts in a row. I think that was the first time I’ve done that in 13 months.

So what am I getting at with all of this?

It’s going to be a lazy Sunday and I like it. Go play your guitars, kids.