WP: Narveson (10-6, 4.26)
LP: Norris (6-9, 3.83)

HOUSTON (SnS) – The Houston Astros lost to the Milwaukee Brewers again tonight, by the same score as last night (I believe) . . . namely, 8-2. But whereas last night the home team painstakingly built a small lead, only to have the bullpen throw it all away in the last few innings, tonight the Brewers were in command of the game pretty much from the get-go. From what I gather.

It is entirely possible the dominant topic of discussion in the stands tonight was once again the pros and cons of penile tattoos. But I wouldn’t know that, either.

In fact, I don’t know anything about this game because I never saw it. Or heard it. The forces of nature, Fox Sports, Drayton McLain and Entergy combined to make it impossible for me to observe the game, which I was supposed to be recapping.

First of all, this weekend’s games are all on My20, whatever that is. I suspect Fox Sports was reserving room for more college football, which we need, I’ve been told. Anyway, I don’t have access to My 20, wouldn’t know how to access it, except I vaguely remember being told once to bend a coat hanger a certain way, wrap aluminum foil around it, and aim it in the general direction of Hudson Hawk’s house. So, needless to say, I didn’t get the game via television.

I could’ve got it from MLB-TV, but here is where Mother Nature comes in. The western edge of TS Lee parked over the Golden Triangle area beginning about 11 a.m. today, and never left. Eventually, this somehow or another overrode the meager resources of Entergy, the huge conglomerate that intermittently supplies this area with electricity, so I have been without power the last eight hours (it just came back on.) My laptop has a battery, but my cable modem and wireless router don’t; so, no MLBTV.com.

By the way, I’ve been drinking since about 9:00 this morning. Couldn’t remember if I’d mentioned that yet, or not.

I am dedicated, and it occurred to me, since the power was out anyway, to go lie down in my truck and listen to the game on XM. Only problem was, the Astros are at home, so I was looking at potentially three-plus hours of Milo and DoRay. So, no. Thanks a lot, Drayton.

So I didn’t see or hear any of it. I’d been spending the day with three friends, two guys and a girl, and they are all bad influences. Bad influences. Plus, Friday night I’d taken my sons to see Apollo 18, and that movie is still fucking with my mind. Then there’s the Heinekens, so . . .

It just wasn’t in the cards for me. Wasn’t for the Astros, either, apparently; but what is new, I ask you, under the big, black sun?

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