The Red Sox beat the Yankees last night. The two teams are tied for first place, with two games left to play. Unless the Red Sox sweep, there'll be a one-game playoff on Monday. The entire 162-game marathon season coming down to one game.
The Red Sox famously lost a one-game playoff to the Yankees in 1978 (after blowing a huge lead in the division, thanks to a man Boston calls The Gerbil), and they've never been allowed to forget it. For the last 27 years, Red Sox fans have been forced to watch endless re-runs of a certain shortstop hitting a certain home run. Not this year. No ghosts. Just win.
Of course, in 1978 there was no wild card, so losing the division meant going home for a long cold winter. This year, several scenarios abound, including a three-way tie among Boston, New York and Cleveland. Oy.
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The St. Lawrence Market is wonderful, and Marnie is an excellent tour guide! Between Union Station and the Market, we stopped in a few historical points. We saw Toronto's Flatiron Building (older than New York's, and a lovely building, but not as grand), and walked through St. James Cathedral and the beautiful park next to it. The Cathedral has the second tallest spire in North America, and some gorgeous stained glass. We also saw a nice exhibit in Toronto's first post office. I love that besides a historic spot, it's also a working post office.
The Market is great. I'll definitely go back soon to shop, but Marnie and I just wandered around. She pointed out the peameal sandwich and I had to have one. This yummy bit of Canadiana consists of several slices of bacon - Canadian bacon, or back bacon - on a toasted roll. Hey, what could be bad? We had ours with honey mustard, which seems to be the default condiment. We sat outside at a picnic table with our peameals and coffee. Totally delicious.
The GO train is great. The station is a five-minute walk from our house, and trains run every hour in both directions. From Port Credit to Union Station is about 20 minutes. So far I've only taken the train into Union Station and walked from there. This coming week I'll have reason to come in by GO, then take the subway. Report to follow, of course.
Later on, there was more good news: there is sushi in our neighbourhood! We went over there for dinner last night before the game, a pleasant walking distance away. I was skeptical because the restaurant serves both Japanese and Chinese food. Is that a thing around here? My skepticism led to jokes about a stomach-pumping machine coming around like a dim sum cart. But the sushi was fine, and if there's also good Chinese food at the same location, that will be a plus for our lazy non-cooking habits.
This morning we're doing more yard work before today's nail-biting contest at 2:00. I need another piece of suburbia: a wheelbarrow. So first to Canadian Tire, then to the backyard. Then to win.