Last Wednesday night we were assembled in front of the tube watching the end of the Red Sox game, as we do most nights. It’s an after-dinner nocturnal ritual.
The Sox announcers informed us that Armando Galarraga of the Tigers was taking a perfect game into the ninth inning against the Cleveland Indians. Twenty-four Indians’ hitters had come up and all 24 had been set down. So we changed the channel to see if the young Tiger pitcher could close it out.
Good sports. Exciting.