Last night I discovered a hole in time situated, quite conveniently, in my living room.
I got sucked through and wound up in what appeared to be 2007.
It was really scary. We were playing Cleveland, and the Twins couldn't score even ONE run to save their lives. Remember how crappy that was every single time it happened in 2007?
I don't ever want to go back there again, so I'm going to be very careful to avoid that entire section of the room today.
Who needs a hug today?