Here’s What I Did While The Colorado Rockies Got Killed Tonight In Denver
By Bobby DeMuro
Aug 18, 2015; Denver, CO, USA; Washington Nationals fans hold up signs in the sixth inning against the Colorado Rockies at Coors Field. Mandatory Credit: Ron Chenoy-USA TODAY Sports
The Colorado Rockies and Washington Nationals met for the first of a three-game set on Tuesday night at Coors Field in Denver.
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I’m fairly certain the Colorado Rockies and Washington Nationals played a baseball game today, but it was atrocious, so instead of talking about how the game was 6-6 and then became 15-6, let’s instead talk about what I did today during the game.
So I got off work at 3pm, right? And I had to drive up the 405 here in L.A. which is brutal, and I was hoping to make it to my destination to watch the game by its 5:40 pm PT start, which, hey, more than two hours is totally doable for a 25-ish minute drive, even in L.A. traffic.
…but I also didn’t exactly leave my place until 4:45 pm because I was watching cat GIFs on Reddit, so that’s a mistake I’m going to have to live with for the rest of my life.
I also stopped for a cheeseburger and a twelve-pack of Rolling Rock on the way, too. And I had my dog in the car, so she was all, like, looking at the cheeseburger, and I was all, like, no, bro. No. That’s mine. You didn’t pay for that.
So I get to my destination and have you guys ever had Rolling Rock? I’m not a beer snob (can you tell?) but I’d never had Rolling Rock before, so 10/10 would recommend and buy again. And I await the seven of you with rarefied taste buds who will tell me how pedestrian I am for drinking something other than $17 locally brewed pale ale made from the finest carrier pigeon urine, or whatever the hell it is you bastards are drinking right now.
I played with a cat for a while (I think this was about the fifth inning), and then Carlos Gonzalez left the game with right knee inflammation so I decided to do some laundry. That was uneventful, but in the time during laundry, I noticed the cat had gotten her favorite toy wrapped around the kitchen table and stuck. So I spent about six minutes on my hands and knees getting her toy unwrapped while she meowed and looked at it like I was a paramedic and the toy was her husband who had a heart attack or something (too far?).
The cat then rewarded me with the freeing of her toy by doing that thing where she lies on her back and lets me scratch her belly for ten seconds, and then goes ape and starts scratching the hell out of my hand and biting my fingers. That’s pretty much what the Rockies’ bullpen does on a nightly basis though, so, holla.
I totally missed Gonzalez Germen‘s outing, but I heard he was the only Rockies’ pitcher who didn’t walk anybody, which is kind of like being the only blogger who doesn’t live in his mom’s basement, so, congratulations? I did see Christian Friedrich‘s outing, though, but to be honest there was a dog lying on top of me at that point, so I was a little uninterested (and she hated it).
The Rockies play tomorrow, I’m fairly certain.
Also, no word yet on the status of this tweet: