Dare to dream?
Can it be that the clapping and chanting of “I believe in Dice-K,” “I believe in Dice-K…”
Can it be that they worked?
That dreams really do come true?
Because… um… we’re approaching the top of the 6th and… he’s… um… kicking ass? Dice-K. Dice-K is kicking ass. Like… um… really…
I don’t… I don’t know how…
I mean, I live in a world of constants. It’s how I, we, humans achieve balance. The sky is up. The grass is on the ground. The sky is blue. Dice-K is broken.
But… if Dice-K isn’t broken…
What… how… why…
What other constants are skewed? Where is the sky today? Does this mean Nicholas Cage CAN act? Oh. My. God.
Up is down… down is up…
with… um… Dice-K?
Does this… does this mean John Lackey doesn’t suck?
Am I over-analyzing because I’m sleep deprived, at work, and can only catch game day updates?
Oh, universe, you confuzzle me. Thanks.
I don’t know about you, but I’m willing to ride the insanity…
PS- Dice-K… I am… considering… opening my heart to you. My heart has been broken before….
PSS- Seriously. I’m not actually drunk. I am at work. So, “Drunken Live Blogging” is kind of a lie.
PSSS- A lot can happen in three innings. I’m terrified it’s all going to be ripped away, like how god ripped away this guy’s cheeseburger over the weekend.
1 p.m. – Who else is fricking stunned that THEY had a pitcher change before we did?
I’m walking on sunshine. Literally. I can’t figure out which way is up. How am I supposed to concentrate on work now?
I want to watch this. I really do. But I’ve been hurt before. I don’t know if I’m strong enough. Fortunately, I have a meeting in fifteen minutes. World, universe? Will you still be here when I get back?
The walls themselves do tremble…
Until my meeting lets out…
Dmitri, since I know you’re watching, can you make sure they don’t screw this up? Thanks. Thanks…
1:55 p.m. 9-1. 9-1. I… I… I don’t know what to say. And… Crawford… he… god help us, he… hit something? The diary… it… worked… (have you seen it yet? you should)
I get back from my meeting to… good news?
And the pitcher that messed up the shut out was… not Dice-K? It was Wakefield?
I’m going to need time. Serious time to process this. These are powerful, unpredictable forces…
1:57 p.m. We… won? We… won. We won!
It’s a Patriots Day miracle!