Ok, was anyone else there tonight besides me? I hardly have a voice right now. I was sitting four rows behind the first base dugout, right where Jr. did his curtain call after the homer. I can't remember the last time I went through such a manic depressive experience at a ball game: elation at the way Bronson was pitching, anger and depression at the bullpen giving up the lead, and flat out unbelievable giddy happiness when Jr. connected. Was I the only redszoner to witness it live? I am so glad I didn't leave early. I have to get up at 6:00 am and I haven't calmed down enough to go to bed yet. I hope this is one of those games that we will look back on later in the season as a spark that started something good. Time will tell.