I just had my first experience with what few from where I'm from can comprehend. My brother spoke of it, merely as a whisper, for to speak of it any more loudly would cause it to catch upon the wind and disappear. A mythical event, which portrays the best of sports fandom. I speak, of course, about watching the late game go sixteen innings, five hours and forty-four minutes, and have it only be eleven o'clock. That is magical.
By the way, The Tres is still, if not more, amazing than the last time I wrote about it. I love you, ESPN, in all of your self-aggrandizing glory.
Monday, July 18, 2011
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