My kids may want to mark this day down on a calendar or something: I happily admit that I was wrong. Yes, me. Wrong. About today's game.
The Giants won. Handily. 18-1. And now the kids have a taste of what it's like to be the team that controls a game. That owns a game. Something they've been on the receiving end a little too often this season.
Tomorrow's game will determine whether or not we advance once more. The team is one we've never seen before, so they're a total unknown. And we have a pretty good pitcher or two who may be able to keep the opposing team to a minimum of runs. We'll see...no predictions this time because I don't want to be wrong a second time.
Although eating my words has never tasted so sweet.