Don't Blame Canada. Blame Me.

I vowed to avoid tonight's game. I thought it would be helpful for the Sox. I went out for a long walk, did other stuff, etc. Then, I foolishly put the game on. Just to check in. Top of the 7th, 0-4, Twins. Sorry, kids. This loss is going to be on me. (I figure that announcing a loss before it actually happens will tempt the fates to initiate a come from behind win. But my predicting this just put the kibosh on the plan. Wait, this statement reverses the kibosh. Oh, forget it.)