Now I know how a psychic feels.
I am watching the Sox game, in my apartment within shouting distance of Fenway.
I have the TV volume turned down.
I know what is going to happen on the TV with each pitch.
I can tell by the roar coming through my window whether it was a pop fly, an RBI, or a homerun that just occurred. Then, I look at my TV screen, and watch it happen. That was a helluva third inning.
Pretty cool. Just thought I'd tell you.
I am still a White Sox fan.
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
Go Sox! Go Colbert! Free this country of elitist Yankees fans and menacing bears, respectively!
Post a Comment