I get home late last night, having been too busy to follow the game. And the way I react to this kind of situation is thusly: I am wondering what the damn score will be. W or L? Is it still going on? Is it close? Did the lame throwaway lineup blow what might have been an easy win we could use later on? Then I see the score. 11-1 Angels in the top of the 9th. Holy shit that’s awesome!! Ok, cool. Move on. What did Trout do??? I jam open GameDay and flash to the box score to look for Mike’s night, hoping to see 5 for 5 with 5 grand slams?
HumpLinks: Halo Offense Keeps Roaring
