I missed Randy Johnson's perfect game Tuesday night.
For the entire two hours and 13 minutes, I was at my son's baseball game. (He pitched one hitless inning, which was pretty exciting for us.) When I got home and found out what had happened in Atlanta, my first reaction was "Damn, I missed it!"
My second reaction: "Sheesh, what took him so long to achieve perfection?"
After all, Randy Johnson seems to have no-hitter stuff most every time he takes the mound. I lived in ...