I spent much off yesterday in the car, and was able to listen to most of the Pirates and Tigers on the second half of my drive. As Antonio Bastardo melted down, I did the thing where I was most of the way past New Castle and realized that Antonio Bastardo had been pitching since around where 376 and the Turnpike. Then JD Martinez hit his home run, and I started worrying that I was going to get home just in time for another long extra inning slog.
It wasn’t an issue, though, because I came through the door at my parents’ house, the Pirates were starting their ninth inning rally.