Ok, so you're watching the Reds game at work on one of four days in the quarter when you are crunched and really need to get work done, yet you can't force yourself to focus on anything but the game. You're starting to get ticked off because the offense has decided once again to pretend like it's the Royals offense or worse, and Dunn is the most exasperating thing to watch as he Ks again and again. You'd think he'd come out of it, right? But no, you don't feel it. So the Reds waste another good pitching performance by the Lizard, though this one is more than good; it's great, it's brilliant, it's the best of his career. The 9th turns into the 10th turns into the 11th, and you roll your eyes at the inability to hit with RISPs, 0-25, in fact. Still the 11th comes, and Junior gets on, then Rich gets on, and you think something just might happen; it just feels right. Suddenly, you find yourself not even pretending you are working on that document open on your desktop; your full attention is turned to the game and Adam K. Dunn. He runs the count to 2-2. Will he strike out again? Your heart races, your fingers tap the desk, when STOP! MLB.TV freezes up, then your web browser crashes. By the time you are able to reconnect, the score is 3-0, game's over, and the small crowd is celebrating in Cincinnati. The losing streak is dunn in dramatic fashion, and you missed the most important, most thrilling, most glorious part of the game. But hey, what do you care...this one belongs to the Reds!
Oh, and more sweetness - the Bucs defeated the Deadbirds.
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