Game 110: D'Backs 10 Pirates 6

This was one of those games where it's the fourth inning and you look at the score and go, "Holy crap, we're winning, how the hell is that happening?" Then you take a step back and re-assess the situation. BK Kim started for the other team. It's only the fourth inning. And it dawns on you. We're going to lose. Then Paul Maholm explodes. The other team's pen is shutting us down. Suddenly The Salomon of Doubt is on the mound and the lead is getting bigger and bigger. Then Adam LaRoche is killing the ball and you think for a second maybe the Pirates will come back, but then you remember what the Pirates are and say, "Naaaaaaah." And then a new guy takes the mound and you have to look him up on the internet because you don't know who he is and you haven't quite been paying attention to the Pirates for the past week because you've been moving. And then it's 1:15 in the morning and you've stayed up watching the end of a baseball game in which the outcome was never in doubt and you don't even know why you did it because you have to be up at 7 AM. And then you realize you're a Pirate fan, so no matter what choice you make during the day, it's almost never going to be a worse choice than watching the Pirates later that night. Oddly, you are comforted by this feeling, and you go to bed content. Not happy mind you, but content.