I swear to you that this happened exactly as described:
I got back into my car after my softball game ended tonight and pulled out my phone and booted up the MLB At-Bat app and said to myself, “I hope we scored a run.” I’d seen Zach Duke get rocked earlier and everyone flailing at RA Dickey like he was Tim Wakefield in the 1992 NLCS and really, I just didn’t want to see a goosegg on the board.
Mets 9 Pirates 1
“Yessssss,” I said to myself. Can standards get lowered any further at this point?