This morning I was in Los Angeles but that feels like a long time ago! We got up at 4:00 am in order to get to LAX in plenty of time for our 6:55 flight back to Houston. We got home just after noon, and after dropping George off and running past my apartment to drop off my suitcase, Jason and I headed to the ballpark for Game 3 of the NLCS — Roger Clemens vs. Matt Morris.
It was sort of a pitchers’ duel. The Astros went up 2-0, then the Cardinals tied it, then the Astros went up 4-2. Lidge gave up a run in the 9th but held on for the save as the Astros won 4-3 to go up 2-1 in the series. I’m feeling cautiously optimistic about our chances. Brandon Backe is starting tomorrow and I’m hoping he’s a little more “on” than he was last Sunday in the 18-inning game.
My bug bites (I have decided they must be bug bites since they’ve lingered so long) are finally starting to fade, much to my satisfaction. I’m tired of looking like I have the plague.
On tap for tomorrow: running the 20K relay with Cassie and Game 4!
How was the race? I had a great time manning the water stop at by Waugh.. I think I’ve lost my voice from screaming, though!