What a night.  TFS, indeed.

Mostly - to quote the late, great Warren Zevon from the song "Poor, poor pitiful me"...

"...I don't want to talk about it."

I know - not the most brilliant quote ever, but that moment in the song has been going through my head all the way home.

It was a very exciting game and it was great to see a pitcher's duel of that caliber - but to see it end on a crap error by a flustered Bump (who never should have been left in for more than one inning!), was just painful.  And somehow the RFK experience was not near as cosy when I was NOT rooting for the home team and was the only Marlins fan anywhere near my section.  I'll need to go with back-up next time...

Not to mention getting out of there was a nightmare tonight (much worse than before).  

Bleh.

Anyway - I can hope that things turn around for the rest of the weekend, but with Leiter going tomorrow...

I'm just glad that Carolina's weather forecasting was off for the evening.