It kills me when I can’t stay up for a game. Last year, I stayed up for all West Coast and extra-inning games. Didn’t miss a single one. But this year, we’ve now got The Littlest Girl (an infant) in addition to The Little Girl and The Little Boy. My (Eastern Time Zone) inability to stay up for last night’s game, then, is for two reasons: (1) I’m just extra tired all the time because kids of this age are great, but tiring; and (2) I can’t afford to be a wreck the next day when I’m trying to be a good dad.
So, that is to say: sorry not sorry that I didn’t make it to the end of last night’s game.
Alllllllllllllmost had it.
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— Baseball is Fun (@flippingbats) May 27, 2017