Where were you?
October 11th, 2005
Over at the Chronicle: Where were you for Burke’s HR?
Certain games, you remember where you were, with whom you were watching, sometimes even what you were drinking or eating. [...] Over the years since then, I’ve been fortunate to be in stadiums when memorable moments occurr … so where were you Sunday afternoon? And does this trump all the others in Astros and Houston sports history?
Where was I for the longest playoff game on record? In my apartment, forgetting it was even going on, minding my own business, when I heard our downstairs neighbor through the floor:
“OH HOLY FUCKING SHIT! SHIT SHIT SHIT! OH MY GOD! FUCKING FUCK! SHIT!”
It was at that point that Erin and I looked at each other and wondered if there was some sort of sporting event going on. We turned on the TV in time to see Burke cross the plate. Since we hadn’t been watching for all six hours, we certainly didn’t earn the moment, but it was nice to see it live.
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