Every time I glanced at the screen last night (when I should have been working) we either stranded a runner on base, or gave up a single.
Every time I talked to a waiter or a customer about the game, I heard the bartender groan.
Even when I talked on the phone to my parents (vacationing in Vegas) the second we mentioned the word comeback, Eddie gave up a homerun.
What I'm saying is...my bad.
I will crawl into a hole until we win again....please...please...let us win again soon.