I guess split-squad is the technical term, but I’m not really a technical kind of person. Either way. They freak me out. I know there wasn’t one today, but the one two days ago has left me drained. Allow me to explain:
My sister was a serious cyclist as a young teenager (National Champion, baby!) and so every few weekends during the season, we piled into a minivan at an insanely early hour and drove to a god-forsaken location where there were a several shivering 12-year-old-girls waiting to race. After the race, we would drive back home and usually be back by 1:00 or 2:00. And we would promptly crash for the rest of the day. If we had anything else to do that day, it was bad news for everyone involved.
Why am I telling you this?
Because a baseball game is sort of like that for me. It’s an emotional trip, of sorts. So when it ends, I have a little crash. And if it starts back up that evening? It freaks me out. I am way too drained for that. Especially when it’s Zito’s-very-important-nah-it’s-just-Spring-Training-people start. Thankfully, it was a good, good game.
The freakyness was, of course, saved for yesterday. Which I missed due to being secluded in a place with encrypted Wi-Fi (who came up with the idea of encrypting Wi-Fi, by the way? I will find them, someday. Give them a little piece of my mind and a Toyota. Which is such a passé joke.) But it sounds like it was rather dismal.
In better news, it’s reported that Cain threw today and yesterday and felt no pain which is enough to erase any memory of yesterday’s box score. It doesn’t really matter what games anyone loses on March 5th. But if Matt Cain is healthy and ready to go in a few weeks, that’s huge.
Have a lovely afternoon, world.