So, update from my time at the Twins game.
I had to avoid looking at the outfield wall to see the game score. which was fine. had seats on the 3rd base line and was able to watch a ton of the game. Thinking to myself the entire game. NO SPOILERS! WOOP WOOP! My friends did a great job of shielding me from TVS in the proshop, etc.
Middle of the ninth inning and they decide to go to the highlight reel and blast the sounds from the game. I cover my ears, start shouting unintelligible crap to drown out the sound of LaPanta. Success, still no spoilers.
We get up to stand under the lamps and this guy comes up the stairs, "well 16 minutes to go............." once again, hands over ears and I run away from him like an upset child not getting a Hot Wheels at the grocery store. But, still no spoilers.
I had parked my Jeep in the lot over by the Gay 90s, dangerous zone to be in with the looming end to the game. From Target Field lightrail station to my Jeep, I jogged. Avoiding all of those sports bars and patrons spilling out for a smoke as OT was about to begin. I took this as a good sign that my exercise routine has been working as I felt good, and not winded. A minor victory of the night. Also had 3 seperate Minneapolis cops yell at me for running through intersections before the walk light came on. Sorry gents, but there is hockey to be watched.
Turn on the Jeep..........oh no.............the radio...............will 93x spoil it for me? NOPE, turn the radio down, plug in my phone and listen to a mix of Tool and Perfect Circle.
Make it home, watched the recording, woke up the entire neighborhood when Nino's shot went "PING" and LaPanta went bananas. What a game, so glad I stayed up to watch the entire thing.