A pretty good baseball team soundly defeated another pretty good baseball team on Friday night in a corner of the country far from the one where I struggled to stay awake to witness the entirety of the contest. By drifting off as I tend to when baseball games begin inconveniently late where I am, I missed a couple of runs scoring, which was OK, since none of the runs scored in any inning were scored by the pretty good team I was rooting for. My team’s still pretty good even if it didn’t win. These things [1] happen, just like my in-game naps. Maybe it will work out better tonight. I’ll probably fall asleep for at least part of it.
My team needs to play games earlier, and, if possible, only the games it wins.