"Yes", I said. "It's the American League Championship Baseball Series!"
"Hannah Montana!", the girls exclaimed.. "Baseball is boring! We'd rather watch Rachel Ray, CSI, The Food Network! Anything but baseball!"
Then the trump card: "Who pays for the Satellite?" I said. Then I launched into the beauty of the game. What a submarine pitcher is. A wild pitch. How to pick off a runner at First Base. What an inning is.
The result below:
Riveted to the Playoffs, they are...