I'm watching them introduce everyone at the All-Star Game, a process that has so far taken 14 hours and looks as though it will go on for at least another 14.
I'm not an All-Star. In fact, today was a rest day for me, since I ran yesterday. Good planning! I am beginning to notice what had previously been described to me as a "slight increase in appetite" -- I repeatedly raided the concierge lounge at the hotel this evening and have basically been devouring everything in sight. Only because I am now covered in crumbs and unfit to go out in public have I not ventured forth to search for a milkshake. (Ahh... milkshake.)
Boos for Terry Francona. How unsportsmanlike.
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