...Keith, but I went to the end of my notebook jotting down stuff about this 3 hour and 30 minutes of your genius. At the beginning of the post-game Matt Yaloff said, "You won't see this on an instant classic." I disagree. Sure, it wasn't the highest quality game, but the amount of absurdity from the SNY booth was immense. And classic. I really wish I hadn't held back until after my vacation to get the DVR.
I'd write it all down tonight, but it's too much after a night of restless sleep. (Who or what was that screeching in my backyard that woke me up when I had only been asleep for 45 minutes last night? Huh?) Let me just mention the references I didn't get a chance to jot down fully because I was in the middle of cooking: Archie Bell and the Drells; Deep Purple's "Smoke on the Water;" cigarettes = "heaters;" the bullpen camera looking like a 7-11 security camera; and the cast of characters on Underdog, which neither Keith and Gary saw the live action version of, but Gary's love of the superhero was strong enough to make him say, "You just can't make Underdog a real dog."
Tomorrow I hope to get the rest up before the midday game starts at 12:30.