Homework or Blogging...hmmm

I'm really hungover.  I need to do homework, but I'm just going to blog instead.  I played beer pong last night and it went into double over time sudden death and my partner and our opponent both hit cups and I was able to blow the ball out of ours and we won in a huge upset.  Then I broke an egg on our neighbors floor and my roommate made me slam some water and go to bed.  I blame the Rockies and Dodgers for all of that.  The magic number is 1.  If the Dodgers win or we lose then we are out.  Neither of those things happened last night so I decided to celebrate it.  I think I'm the only person in Denver hanging onto that single number, luckily my roommate and neighbors will use anything as an excuse to party. 
A year ago this place was electric.  People knew that something was happening, nobody could have predicted that run, but they knew something.  Denver seems to have these sporadic fans, give them something to cheer about and the city will be hoarse by the end of the night.  If you give them something to jeer about and the city will be quiet.  Coors Field was pretty dead the other night, people weren't excited and the stands weren't that full.  Baker was a triple short of the cycle, Iannetta hit a grand slam.  I know we are all but officially eliminated.  It's not about that.  This is our team, it is like a marriage, you stay around through the good and the bad if it really means anything to you.  I just want to see what happens next year when Holliday or Atkins are wearing somebody else's uniform.  My first love is baseball, my second love is Colorado so I will never waiver on the Rockies, I just get grumpy with them sometimes. 
In other news, Francis is being shut down.  I understand and agree, but still a little bummed. 
I'm going to go clean up the eggs I broke on my neighbors floor.
--Amy P