Bottom of the 8th, bases loaded and....

It's a hit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
9 to 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That's what I call a lead! Just called my Uncle. Even though it's almost 1 AM. I know he'll be up. He lives in Connecticut, loves the Red Sox, and of course, he's watching. Although he wouldn't talk on the phone, because well, this is baseball. This is the deciding game. This is the Red Sox. This is darn good baseball!
Holly molly! It's a home run! 11-2! What a game to make your stomach hurt. Could it be? Maybe? Rockies vs Red Sox?
Ok, commercial break. My Aunt calls back. Says sorry they couldn't talk. Of course they couldn't.
Commercial over, games back on. I'm on the edge of my seat, even if I think I know what's going to happen. But in my family, we're superstitious. So, I can't even think it. Can't say it. Think what I know will happen.
Ok. Top of the 9th. One hit, 1 out...........man on first.............hit.....right center, 2 outs............
right center again.............and into right center again.......Coco there....he catches it.
RED SOX WIN!.................
Yesseeerrrriiiieeee!!!!!!!!!Red Sox vs Rockies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!