I'm in Weymouth, where there's a grill. So we grilled things for dinner. Also in Weymouth, I must wait 6 second before I can celebrate the Sox turning things around in the sixth inning. I'm in the kitchen, using my computer & listening on the radio. Mom's next door in her bedroom, watching the game on the satellite, which broacasts at a 6 second delay. So, when Bay hit a homer, Lowell made some fun base running and Drew hit a homer, I'd silently celebrate...wait until Mom & Chrissy celebrated, then express my joy, too, so as not to spoil the moment for them.