From April to October, the first thing I do when it’s time to eat breakfast is to check the scores. Sometimes the westcoast games aren’t even over yet and I can follow them pitch by pitch on the MLB site. (Sister One said she got to meet the guy who actually enters that stuff into the computer. She knows lots of famous people.) I haven’t really kept up with American football, and basketball has never been my thing, but I’ve always had the Giants in the blood and I’ll read the recap.
I’ll miss the Series this year. It is almost impossible to watch them from outside of the country, and with 7 and 9 hours’ difference, I’m not planning on any all-nighters to see if they pull it off. Dad and Sister One will cheer for me, I’m sure. And I’ll wear my hat, just in case I run into any Dodger fans.