I went to Italian class after work tonight.

The class started at seven.

So did the Red Sox game.

When I left class it was around 9:30, the game was tied up at 3. I think it was the bottom of the 8th. By the time I got home and switched on the TV, the game had just moved into the bottom of the ninth.

Three hours, four intentional walks for Manny and nine innings later I saw Shea Hillenbrand hit a walk off home run to end the game.

To say I'm a little punch drunk would be understating the case greatly…