Someone offered my parents $2500 for their two tickets tonight. My parents aren't poor, but they aren't so unpoor that they wouldn't notice an extra $2500. My mom stressed over the decision all yesterday -- partially because she felt like a jinx going to Game Five of the NLCS. I begged her to go. In the end, she said "Fuck the money. Go Giants." She probably said something different, but that's what I would have said.
When the Giants were down 2-0, that was all I could think about. When Uribe hit his home run and I was dancing around like a goon with my two-year-old, that was all I could think about. Good decision, parents. And they saw Tony Bennett, too!