I had been following the game on MLB Gameday at the Windycon meeting last night, then switched to the radio for the drive home. I flipped on FS1 to check in one last time before going upstairs to start putting the girls to bed and saw that nothing good for the Cubs was happening. I stopped long enough at the computer to make last night's LJ post, popped open ESPN Gamecast to see that it was the top of the ninth and the Cubs had gotten the lead-off man on base.

And off I went to read stories.

When I finished reading to Katie, I popped through the office on the way to Julie's room, glanced at Gamecast and saw Cubs 6, Giants 5 at the middle of the ninth.

What the heck?

So I went into the bedroom and told Gretchen to put on FS1 and pause it.

And then I went to read to Julie and back to the bedroom to wait for Gretchen so that we could find out what had happened and watch the bottom of the ninth.

I was a good boy. I waited for Gretchen.

And we watched the Cubs win the NLDS. I certainly hadn't expected that. Apparently, the Gods of Baseball were listening somewhere. :)