Discussion in 'SOXual Healing' started by Cheeses, Oct 25, 2016.
Actually, tomorrow early morning.
That's what I was doing
I was at some douchey bar on North Halsted with Paco and a friend and drove home around the 11th inning convinced the SOX were going to lose because it was obvious that Marte was going to have to anchor the pitching that night.
Boy was I wrong!
Was out at our OFFICIAL 2005 playoff run haunt and stayed until the very end (worked for the family biz at the time, so hangovers weren't a huge problem). Was one of the few left standing then realized in my drunken haze that our Beloved were 1 win away.
Once Konerko hit the GS I was kind of just in awe of the inevitableness. I actually laughed when he hit that. Also when Blum hit the dong. This shit doesn't happen on the SOUTH SIDE ya know
And also they were down 4-0 in that game so it was like alright you knew they weren't gonna sweep em. Immediate 5 spot next inning.
I was in synagogue for Simchat Torah stuck listening on the radio. Think we got home just before they exploded in the 5th, IIRC.
Geoff Fucking Blum hitting the game winning HR in the World Series. That's how you know that shit was a fairy tale.
I lost my buzz around the 11th inning and had to stop drinking less I'd fall asleep.
Simchat Torah? Are you guys playing Sims, jew version?