Yesterday I was supposed to see him, but the game got rained out. I was almost on the train, too, leaving for Philly, but some guy saved me and my friend from the trip. Best worst news ever.
And then I got invited last minute today to see Halladay pitch, but for some reason the traffic was unbelievable. I wanted to shoot myself. Rather than an hour and a half (with traffic) it took a full three ungodly hours. We arrived for the 6th inning, saw Halladay pitch two, and the Phils lost anyway. To the Marlins, 0-2. Awesome.
Sometimes seeing it live just doesn't happen.
Halladay is just a dream.
Sometimes seeing it live just doesn't happen.
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