Devil in Skates

It is official:  Hell has frozen over.

Different people have different definitions of this rather common phrase.  Something like, the Cougars will win the Rose Bowl when hell freezes over (one of my favorite jokes is about that), or I'll go on a date with you when hell freezes over.  For me, well, the official mark of this phase of the apocalypse is that I am currently watching baseball.  Baseball.

Here at BlytheLea, we tend to prefer more random sports.  The ones that no one else watches.  Like hockey (oh, wait, that's because there is no season) or cycling or dressage.  The ones that are rarely even televised.  Now, however, I am watching the Giants smoke the Cardinals for a berth in the World Series, and the longer I watch, the more I am liking it.

This happened to a slightly lesser degree last year.  My dad is fan, and I ended up watching the World Series last year.  Is there a special word for the finals?  I mean, the Stanley Cup Playoffs become the Stanley Cup Finals.  I honestly don't know.

(On an off note, they just showed a clip of the Braves beating the Pirates in '92.  Please, sports casters, we Pittsburgh fans have a hard enough time accepting the perennial losses, do you really have to show us when we were good and losing?  I am a Pittsburgh everything fan, I just tend never to watch the college football games or baseball, though I have been to the parking lot of PNC Park.  Short of the Mariners, that's the most I can say about any major league baseball team. Crazy thing is I actually liked the Tri-Cities Posse/Dust Devil games I went to.  Most sports I prefer in their professional form, especially football, but not baseball.  Odd that.)

So here I am, a quiet evening with no cable (translation, no Monday Night Football) and my alternative is the Presidential Debate.  I hate politics.  That rules out every other channel.  And the worst part is, I'm actually enjoying this game. I think I'd prefer it a bit more if the game was close, but then, maybe not.  As it stands, a rare tip of the chapeau to baseball all over the world tonight, and now I'm going to go bundle up.  Funny how it's suddenly so cold.

BlytheLea L.E.