On these days, when work is an insistent, all-consuming, selfish bitch/bastard, and my thoughts are almost exclusively with the Dodgers' creaky crawl toward an NL West title, I take comfort. On these days when every word I write feels like it's taking me farther and farther away from something I have to do , and pretend contenders are cheating to win , I take comfort. I take comfort in a night card, showing a Giant looking up and pointing to the teams above him in the standings. The Giants, after all, were eliminated tonight. Yup, feeling a little better now.
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