So as soon as the last out was recorded the first thing I did was call my mom. She wasn’t watching. So when I screamed into the phone that Johan pitched a no hitter her immediate reaction was full blown hatred. Like forget about how much she hates me for flushing my life down the toilet to become a blogger. That was child’s play compared to this rage. Just straight screaming at me for not calling her to let her know what was going on. She hung up on me and hasn’t been answering the phone since.
I can’t be held accountable for that, can I? I’m KFC, for God’s sake. The biggest mush on the planet earth. I was scared to death to even be watching the game, at all. I didn’t tweet once. Didn’t say anything till the game was over. There’s no chance I could have jumped on the phone to call mama dukes to start chatting about Johan and a no-no. Right? I feel like deep down she knows thats true. But at the same time I also feel like she straight up may have disowned me tonight. So long story short the Mets finally threw a no hitter and all it cost me was my own mother.
Pretty sure I’d take that trade off again.
Time to vote. Vote 1 for I should have called Vote 10 for I couldn’t risk it