Full disclaimer: I didn’t start watching this game until the 12th inning. My life was a bit chaotic at the time, which is to be expected when you move to a new city, start a graduate program, and get mugged at gunpoint in the span of three weeks. I was finishing up The Buddha of Suburbia for one of my classes, and I frankly didn’t have time to watch the game.
Or at least, I was trying to finish it. The reality is I’d been reading and rereading the same paragraph for about an hour.