I watched the ball game last night. Which game? The longest playoff game ever. I didn’t even start watching until the ninth inning. And it went on. And my son did his homework. And it was still on. And I gave three (3!) baths to 3 slimy kids. It was still on! I sent everyone to bed. And, yes, it’s still on. They had already sent the blimp back for lack of fuel. The kids in the bleachers were fighting to stay awake. Hell, some of the ball players were fighting to stay awake. My dog was asleep on my foot. Then finally? Something happened. What I’m not sure, as I had nodded off, but there was much rejoicing as a team finally won. And it was over.

So the network switched to the other game (playing 100 miles from my house, of course), now in the ninth inning, and the home team had the decency to hit a homer so we could all go to bed.

After all that I totally forgot to watch Madden Night Football. Oh well.