Last night

I promised to write last night, but had my hands full with an angry
preteen who would have prefered the slumber party we vetoed to a night
at the Park. But what a beautiful chess match we watched. Tied with
Chicago most of the time. The game siezed in the bottom of the 9th by
Wil Nieves - a workaday guy up from 13 years in the minors. It was the
kind of win that propels people to go out of their way to return the
very next night for more. On this Saturday game our mutt Matt Chico is
battling against the phenom carlos zambrano. We love a lopsided
matchup. No downside with plenty of headroom to shock them all with a
win. Off the shuttle now an walking into the Park. The sky is angry
with lightning. Let's roll.

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