i don't think anyone who reads this blog particularly cares about baseball (von? grace?), so you probably don't know that the phillies are one game away from winning the world series for the first time since 1980, and that the excitement in the city is reaching fever pitch. game 5 -- the deciding game -- began on monday, and was called at the bottom of the 6th because of rain with the score tied at 2-2. it rained yesterday as well (mercifully, or house would have been pre-empted, and i would have stomped around all night unhappily), but the teams are in business and playing the remaining innings now. i think christian and co. are out in a pub somewhere, but my plan is to avoid riots and drunkenness and getting trampled to death (i was in ten stone/bard's last thursday after game 2 and was already getting a little nervous). also: have never really understood the appeal of a sport where 98% of the time nothing very much happens. i tried to get daniel and stephen to explain the attraction before supervision on monday, and we got into a discussion about strategy and designated hitters and whatnot, and i came away feeling educated but like i still don't really care. i do, however, like hot dogs and beer, so maybe i'll tag along to a regular season game next year if anyone's going.

in other news, batman RIP + the movie franchise have made me decide to start buying comics by the issue again, so well done grant morrison and christopher nolan.