Shit son, the Giants won and the lobby crew, minus one guy is pretty pissed off. For some reason the students here at Morehead were predominantly Royals fans, I mean, they do sponsor the Lexington Legends, but besides that, who really cares? Everybody apparently. Anyway, I didn't really stand one way or the other since I don't regularly watch baseball. But I got to say, fucking Madison Bumgarner is a phenom on the mound and the Royals just could not handle him.
Poor Roach though, and yes he actually goes by that, he is the biggest Royals fan in the place and they came up just short. He is taking it like a champ though. I think Springer put it best when he said, yelled actually: "DON'T SWING AT HIGH PITCHES!"
I swear though, the damn Giants almost blew it hard at the end of the game though. Bottom of the ninth, they're up three to two, Royals at bat, two outs. I don't know who it was but somehow they smashed the ball down center-left field and somehow, somehow was not caught by a Giant who easily could have grabbed it. Anyway, it keeps rolling all the way up to the fence with two Giants in pursuit. One gets out of the way to let the other one pick up the ball, but somehow he fumbles with the damn thing for five seconds before throwing it back into the diamond. This guy got a fuckin triple off a hit that could have been caught in the air. He probably could have made it to home plate too if the coach didn't park him at third. But who can blame him, we can only guess that he would have made it if he went for it. And not knowing where the ball is, I don't blame him at all for doing his job and stopping at third instead of risking everything, yolo-ing it and sprinting for home.
Anyway, it's really, really fucking hot in the lobby so good night.
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