The Giants played a baseball game in Anaheim tonight, and they lost. I don’t know what else to say, I stopped paying attention the fifth or fortieth time they showed the Scott Spiezio corner out of some sort of protective instinct on my brain’s part. Whatever. I probably avoided seeing the rally monkey.
I never want to go back to Anaheim again.
Off-day tomorrow for everyone to drink heavily/go to therapy/ritualistically burn an angel tree topper/whatever.