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Ha! I now have my very own Internet connection. No more wireless poaching relying on the kindness of strangers.

Also have cable. It's just a matter of splitting the line in my room so it goes to my computer and my TV.

My cable guy was cool. There was a bit of a problem with the modem, and he had to bring in a new one. Apparently, the model Time Warner sent out is one known to be faulty, and yet they sent a bunch to the warehouse anyway. I thought this was pretty funny, and when I asked him about it - ". . . and they just expect you to deal with it?" - he said dryly, "As a Time Warner employee, I cannot speak badly of Time Warner." Awesome.

In celebration, or possibly because I got bored while I was waiting, I have written more fic. I don't have time to post it now, but I will later.

Edit: ARGH. No Tigers game today either. The weather in Detroit sucks.

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So I got home about an hour after the game started. And, since I had the cable guy hook up the living room too, I was able to turn on the game.

Ohhh, it felt good to watch baseball. And this game? Was CRAZY.

Manny hit by pitch! Manny gets home run immediately thereafter!

Pitch aimed near Papi's head!

FIIIIIIGHT!!

Trotter! Blaine Neal! Brazelton!

Arroyo's first deliberate hit-by-pitch!

Most half-assed brawl ever!

Payton's grand slam!

Papi gets a homer!

The Devil Rays' relief sucks astounding amounts of wind!

And we win, 11-3. Now that's more like it.

And I think Blaine Neal gets to be king for today. I loved how, when Trot and Brazelton were getting into it, Neal forced his way between them and helped get Trot off the field. No thoughts of violence, just focused on protecting Trot and getting the situation under control. It's entirely possible that he helped keep someone from getting hurt.

I also enjoyed listening to Jerry and Don talk about how obviously the Rays pitcher who aimed at Ortiz - whose name is LANCE CARTER, which is the best boyband hybrid name ever - was going to get ejected, and it seemed as though a Sox player would be ejected too, but they just COULDN'T imagine who it could possibly be.

Me, watching the footage of Trot racing onto the field just ahead of everyone else: "Trot?"

Jerry and Don: "Nope, not a clue, who on earth would they pull?"

Me, watching the replay of Trot lunging into the crowd at Carter, only to be derailed by Brazelton: " . . . Trot."

Jerry and Don: "Couldn't be Ortiz, he was restrained and never got into it, but who else is there?"

Me, watching the footage of Trot trying to get away from Neal and whoever else and get back into the fray: "TROT."

Jerry and Don, after the game resumes: "Hey, they pulled Trot Nixon. Huh."

Me: "Yeah, GO FIGURE."

God, I'm so glad I got cable in time for this. Being stuck listening to all that would have been torture.

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TITLE: "Wild Pitch"
AUTHOR: Cathryn (catslash@yahoo.com)
RATING: R for language and teh m/m
PAIRING: Alex Rodriguez/Kevin Brown
SUMMARY: In which Kevin Brown has a temper and Alex Rodriguez is oblivious.
NOTES: Takes place after the Yankees/Rangers game on Friday, April 22. Kevin Brown was the starting pitcher. He sucked a whole lot.
NOTES THE SECOND: Thanks to piney61 for attempting to help me with a title. =D
DISCLAIMER: Total fiction. Didn't happen. Not intended to imply anything about anyone mentioned. If you think otherwise, you need to go out and get some air.


( Everyone knows by now to steer clear of Kevin after a bad game. )