Setting: the couch. The Flyers are playing game 3 of the 2nd round of the playoffs against the Bruins. The Phillies are playing game 2 of a 3 game series against Washington. The Flyers are down 2 goals.
TV: Bruins score again.
Kirabug: Baseball now?
Nighthawk: Yes, baseball now.
Nighthawk changes the channel.
Phillies immediately score.
Kirabug: See? We’re not meant to watch the Flyers.
Nighthawk: It’s heading into first intermission anyway.
Nighthawk flips back to the Flyers game during a Phillies commercial break. The Bruins immediately score.
Kirabug: Would you knock that off?
Nighthawk: It was a commercial!
Nighthawk switches back to the Phillies.
Kirabug’s iPhone chirps.
Kirabug: Aaaand, as soon as you change it, Meszaros scores. We really can’t watch the game if we want the Flyers to have a chance.
Phillies announcers mention that Raul Ibanez was hitless for 13 games, and since yesterday is 4-for-5.
Nighthawk: For two weeks, he couldn’t buy a hit.
Kirabug: Apparently, the check cleared.
Nighthawk flips back to the Flyers game during a Phillies commercial break.
Kirabug: Are you trying to make the score worse?
Nighthawk: They’re not going to score just because I change the channel, despite what you and half the planet believe about sports.
Kirabug: I don’t believe that.
Nighthawk: Relax, they’re in intermission.
Kirabug: You watch, the Bruins will find a way to score during intermission because of you. And I am not going to be the one to explain that to Tim Panaccio when it happens.
Nighthawk returns from walking the dogs.
Nighthawk: How did we load the bases.
Kirabug (half-asleep): Umm…the guy. In the uniform? With the bat? He hit the ball.
Kirabug: Yeah. His second hit of the game.
Nighthawk: You don’t know who hit, but you know how well they batted this game?
Kirabug: What? Don’t judge me.