The Astros are down 3-0 in the World Series and if they lose tomorrow night, the dream is over for Houston – hey, at least we were in. Game 3 is the longest game ever played in the World Series, it ran for five hours and forty-one minutes, ending after the bottom of the fourteenth inning with the White Sox winning 7-5. My stomach is still in knots, and I’m debating whether to even watch the game tomorrow night. Do I really want to see the White Sox win the World Series on the Astros’ turf? I’ll turn the game off before that happens.
Fans file out of Minute Maid Park tired, depressed and wondering if the painful and excruciatingly long game that ended with their heroes on the bottom was jinxed by an open roof that should have been closed.
“Take me out to the ballgame…”