It was dry heaves by then. Tossed my cookies when they tied. After all these years, and knowing better, I was actually counting on the win. Just dumb.
I was baby-proofing the house.. so I didn't even watch. Turned it on at the top of the 9th. I expected it to be 25-0.
I just knew Koch would send it down the pipe first pitch. I called it. I told Jim that's what he'd do. And by golly if Koch didn't prove me right. I swore all the way up to the bedroom - made up a few new ones, too. Jim said not a word to me the rest of the night. He said this morning that was the most pissed he's seen me in a long time. Normally I just say "oh well.. another loss", but this s*** is soooo getting under my skin.
By that point I was resigned to fate. After watching the defense give away the game, I KNEW we were going to lose, it was just a matter of how.