Six'll Do
Since I'll be tied up (figuratively) most of the day, I'll go ahead and book an early "Go Astros" post today. Earlier, Houtopia noted the dilemna us political junkies/Astros fans have been through lately. I've got an added twist to that ... I've got church tonight!
Oh, and I need a portable radio like it's nobody's business!
All that said, maybe the distraction will do me some good tonight. I found myseld at the apex of fidgitiness somewhere after the 7th inning of Game 5. I'm not sure I can go through that again. Then again, a trip to the World Series will cure all that ails me.

The apex of fidgitiness?
If only that were the worst I had ever suffered at the hands of my Red Sox!
Ed Armbrister.
Larry Barnett.
Bucky #%&*#$* Dent.
Calvin Schiraldi.
Bill Buckner.
Tim Tschida.
Aaron #%*#$* Boone.
But hey, I had my catharsis a year ago, so I can die in peace.
Since I don't want to hack off you or Daniel, I am going to say simply "may the best team win"!
Peter, thanks. I'm liveblogging the game right now. It will be interesting.
I used to be a Yankee fan, then Rocket was supposed to retire, and I supported Boston starting in 2004.