Man, I didn't even fall asleep until about 3:30, so I am a walking corpse right now; thank god it's almost the weekend. I didn't even watch most of the game; I was playing GTA online when it started, and by the time I flipped the game on the Cubs were up 1 so I figured I had to keep playing for good luck. I had Gameday on my computer in the other room, and I would flip over to the game every 5-10 minutes to see what was happening, but probably only watched about half an hour total, tops, and most of that was the Scherzer inning after he had gotten Bryant and Rizzo out. The rest was just too brutal and stressful; if I hadn't got this blood pressure under control a year ago I would have definitely head popped. Heck, after it was over, I did actually tear up; not even in a sad or overjoyed kinda way, but just as this weird emotional release of that stupid, stressful game and spending the last half an hour pacing back and forth between my computer and the living room and checking my phone when it would go off from a text because those were mostly only coming in when something good happened. I'm glad I didn't go to that game.