It was not until about 11:30 AM, yesterday, that I decided I was going to attend the game. The long and short of it is that I was helping my Dad out in the garage when I was asked by a woman from Catalonia who is living in the area as an au pair if I would attend with her. I had to really think about this. There have been a lot of sad games I've attended and wrote about lately, I was already going on Monday as well, etc. It's baseball, though.
Please explain: yesterday's game in plain English
