By the time I sat down in Barney's Beanery, the Cubs were already the obvious little leaguers in this hype-ey mismatch.
Barney's is one of those places with a million tvs all with different games on them, and as I sat at the bar the bartender says hi and I go, "I'm here for the rest of this Cubs game" and she goes, "I'm so sorry."
Adrian Gonzalez had just knocked in 2, and it was 2-6 Sox, and I'm happy to see newly brought up Scott Maine go to the mound.
He looks like a tough kid, cool beard and all, and here's big scary man Kevin Youkilis up at the plate and Maine has a very quick motion and it looks like he's throwing 100, but really it's 92.
And 92 is just perfect for Mr. Youkilis, who hits the ball so freaking hard it went out into the city of Boston, making the Green Monster look like the Green Mini.
There were 2 outs when Maine came in, andI swear I sat there for half an hour waiting for out #3.
Mr. Miane's confidence could not have been more abused.
The Cubs get a couple back, and one of the bartenders is actually wearing a Cubs hat.
We bonded a little.
But when it got to 10-5 Sox, I got up to leave.
And walking back to the hotel, my little ESPN app squawked, I looked down and gasped.
Five to fif-freaking-teen.
Had I not been working, a friend of mine had offered to take me to the game - all I had to do was fly out.
Thank god that didn't happen.