Sometimes it's better to light a flamethrower than curse the darkness

I still haven't gotten an MLB TV subscription for this year.

I didn't expect to go this long without it. (It's worrying evidence of an anhedonia pattern that I'm observing but seem powerless to do anything about.) But then, the Twins made that extra-easy for a while by being terrible. They started, like...7-13 I think? With a dispiriting set of players lost to injuries.

But then they won a few games. I commented that it was embarrassing to see their social media so happy about beating teams like the White Sox and Angels. Terrible teams did account for a lot of the winning streak. But not all of it!

Yesterday I saw the streak was up to 12 games. I also thought it might be nice to actually watch some baseball on this sunny long weekend full of dad stuff (drinking lager, cleaning the patio...).

So I actually started to try to buy the subscription. Which involved finding out the Twins were losing 7-1. Against the Red Sox. In the eighth inning. (They ended up losing that game 9-2... or, as I saw Twins Daily typo it, 92- . It might well feel like they've lost ninety-two to not-even-zero since it means the end of a reasonably long winning streak!)

I still don't have the subscription.

Not because my team was losing. But because I thought my card information was saved and it wasn't and going to get my card from the next room and type in all that shit on my phone seemed like way too much work.