I blame myself. After close to half an hour of physically holding open my exhausted eyelids, the one-in-the-morningness broke me and I fell asleep, and when I woke up, Brady was turning the TV off. "Did we win?" "Let's go upstairs."
They don't stay down, this club.
Points, keeping in mind that this situation is kind of the definition of leaving people on base...
Cain -1
Gordon 4
Hosmer 1
Morales -2
Moustakas 1
Volquez 8
Cespedes -1
Conforto -1
Duda 2
Granderson 6
Murphy 3
Wright -2
Colon, obliged to issue IBBs that your correspondent deeply resents -0.67
Harvey 6
Standings after the jump!
Currie 149.67
Bunting 146
Yuhan 2 still hanging in 143.01
Brady 139.01
Powell 136.67
Yuhan 1 136
Cameron 2 134.68
Drake 130.34
MacEachern, Stempel 120.01
Tormey 1 115
Green 114.01
Williams 109.34
Winklepleck 101
Tormey 2 97.67
Simone 95.33
Reid 88.34
Cameron 1 81.67
Bingham 69
Many more points up for grabs tonight as the exhausted teams convene at 8 ET: 47 vs. 48! Dreads vs. waves! Cueto vs. deGrom. Good luck, everyone!
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Really, I blame myself. I foolishly scheduled major surgery a few days before Game 1. Now in recovery at home, I just couldn't stay awake long enough to supervise the boys effectively. I'm sure that Collins tried to phone me several times, but I was too far into my pain meds to hear it.
*sigh*
Sorry about that folks. I promise to take a nap earlier today, keep consistent on the meds, and put the phone right next to me during Game 2. I got this...
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