Yesterday's Dodgers game went pretty well. Even in a 6-1 win, there were some disconcerting moments, but that's just the way it is in the postseason for me. How today's Game 2 is going I have no idea at this writing. I will be working during game time and that will cut down somewhat on the angst. Ignorance is a blissful fan. I'll just have to let Zack Greinke go out and do his thing without any help from me. How he'll survive, I don't know. If I wasn't working, I'd probably be doing something comforting to distract me from the game. My main source used to be eating. Food is a wonderful sedative during playoff time. But I don't do that anymore. Instead, I sort my baseball cards. This takes many forms during a game. Opening up a binder filled with Dodgers and painstakingly shifting cards over one pocket at a time and adding new ones in the proper spots. Or I could grab a set binder and just slip the needed card into the waiting empty pocket. S...
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