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I'm going through my sports blog round, which of which is about the Red Sox, and I find myself going, "Oh, yeah, them. I forgot about them." What can I say, eighteen inning victories give me tunnel vision liek WO.

(With both the Tigers and the Red Sox, though, I am much looking forward to offseason moves. Can't wait to see who we'll ditch and who we'll acquire. This is gonna be fun. And potentially breaky, but I'll deal with that when it comes. I cannot think of a single thing that could hurt worse than trade deadline did, anyway. And that seems to have worked out nicely for me in the long run, but I'll get to that.)

My sparing post yesterday, while probably more interesting than the drivel I am about to burst out with, was because I simply couldn't do anything more. There needed to be a commemorative post, but I was still processing that game and I could not dig any deeper than a list of statistics and a few overwrought adjectives. So I decided to save the more personal post for today. And here it is.

Having been on a four to midnight work schedule the past few weeks, my sleep schedule is all askew, so I rolled out of bed, oh, half an hour before the game's one o'clock start time. There was coffee, there was chatting, and then there was baseball, and man was I excited. Getting to watch my 'Stros on TV kicks ass, and I decided that regular season superstitions don't necessarily apply to postseason - you need a whole new set for different circumstances - and thus, I was allowed to watch the Astros. Maybe it only applies to MLBTV or something. I don't know.

While I watched the game, I chatted with beckla30, who was also watching - she got all sucked into the Braves after the Farns trade, so that was kinda fun. At one point, during the seventh or maybe top of the eighth inning, I said, "This has been a weird series. Have you noticed that none of these games have been close?"

The Farns baseball gods must have heard me.

( No, really, I love the Farns, I swear. )

( Hi, Mom? Listen, I know we have dinner plans - what? Yeah, it's still going. )

Just before we walked out the door, I had the presence of mind to jam a blank tape into the VCR and hit the Record button. And I am so glad I did, because now I have the champagne celebration, Phil Garner's press conference, Chris Burke's press conference, and the SportsCenter hightlight reel on tape.

What a game, what an experience, what a day.

That's not half of what I wanted to say, but I needed to start getting ready for work ten minutes ago, and also I have no time to proofread, so please pardon all typos.