The Angels are out. It was so bad, I couldn't listen to the final game. I wound up going to Disneyland with my wife. The omen of the night was losing my Anaheim Angels wristband while taking off my sweatshirt. Oh well there's always next year.
My real frustration was the fact that these lousy umpires couldn't make a right call all night. For example, if the umpire makes the out motion. The player is out. If the catcher interferes with the batter, then the runners are safely on base.
Then again, if the Angels could hit, they'd be in the World Series today.
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