So after an nail-biting series against the Cleveland Indians, the Red Sox won the ALCS!
Geoff and I jumped around like kangaroos, sniffed around for some footage of Jonathan Papelbon dancing like a wacko, and then I fell into bed, completely exhausted.
In fact, I am pretty sure I was in a coma this morning, because I didn't hear Geoff get up and get ready at all. And I barely remember getting ready myself. Wow.
We might go to Boston this weekend to watch a game in a friendly, equally-obsessed bar. Although, to be honest, I am pretty terrified of the Rockies. Those guys are hungry and I can attest to Mike Lowell's YUM factor (though my boyfriend is cuter than anyone.)
We'll see what happens!
Also, keep your eyes peeled for any video of Pap doing his Irish jigs/Riverdances/who-knows-what-else!
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