Apparently I missed a beaut.
If this pattern of me not watching and the Red Sox whacking the cover off the ball continues, I might have to enter a prolonged period of abstention. I'd do it, you know. I'd take one for the team.
Of course, as soon as I read SG's post about Manny's homer, I went right over to RedSox.com to watch the highlights. It's always interesting to hear the other team's announcer's take on the situation, as is the case here. The Chicago announcer reminds me of my grandfather (originally from Illinois and a lifelong Cubs fan) - his accent, his reticence and his deep, deep bitterness.
Presented, my transcript:
"Nope. (No idea what this is in reference to, but somehow it belongs)
It is six - five.
Last man you want to give an extra swing to.
(extremely lengthy stony silence during replay)
Not a whole lot you can say about it. 'Bye-bye.' Guess there's a reason he makes 20 million dollars a year."
My God, people, the bitterness. It's in the tone, too. It reminds me so much of my Grandpa Tom and his response to any Cubs fuckup: "Figures." That's all. "Figures." Said, "figgers".
Anyway, though I missed the game, I didn't miss this:
I can't find any info about this online, of course, but it's a show called "A Different Season". A father-son duo won a hunting trip with Mike Timlin and Tim Wakefield. The results were videotaped and shown on NESN last night.
These are, as far as I know, the only screencaps of this experience. And yes, I aimed my camera at the TV and took a picture. That was my high-tech approach.