That Bottom of Eighth Guy. I don’t know why I’m here. I’m not sure why I stayed six innings, much less eight-and-a-half. Actually, what is an ‘inning’ anyway? I spent $165 on tickets and $92 on concessions and $20 on parking. I’ve been here two hours and it seems like a good time to leave. The home team are down one run, but I guess they probably won’t win. Or maybe they might. Time to go. Wait, are there fireworks?