Sunday, July 04, 2010

I'm suffering from sportus interruptus

This past weekend, I traveled down to Virginia to visit my wife's family and, after an All-American lunch of hot dogs and hamburgers, we went to see the Washington Nationals play the New York Mets. We left in the eighth inning because the Nats were down 5-2 and my father-in-law wanted to beat the rush on the Metro. Therefore, I missed a thrilling comeback as the Nationals loaded the bases in the ninth, drove in two runs on a non-grand-slam, then got another hit to win.

We got the text message with the final score as we headed back to Fairfax Station. Dang it.

Then, I was so exhausted from the baseball game, I couldn't keep my eyes open to watch Kevin Harvick with the Coca-Cola 400 at Daytona. Sigh.

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