J Walking

So, per my last post, I’m kind of tired. So I’m lying in bed watching a most glorious thing that I downloaded from iTunes – game 6 of the 1986 World Series. The whole game. I was 18 at the time and away on some retreat that evening. I was going to school in Boston at the time and the retreat was somewhere west of town. A kind pastor allowed me to stay in his house. I arrived around the 8th inning when it was clear the Sox were going to win.
As a lifelong Mets fan I figured it was my duty to watch till the bitter end. Then the end wasn’t bitter – at least for me (sorry Trish and Patton). The next morning, however, the pastor wouldn’t talk.
I never realized that Clemens had a no-hitter going for four innings.

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