I'd love to, but it's my parakeet's bowling night. Also, I have to sort the gravel in my driveway. And I just remembered, I'm scheduled to give nuisance lessons at our local convenience store. I may think of other reasons, as well.
Good luck with that. I was at Fenway last night (not particularly rooting for either team, just enjoying the game), and a shaky starter combined with the bullpen to cough up a lead in the sixth. Leather-lunged guy behind me was howling about Dumb-browski until it was time to leave to catch our train.