I was all set to come here and gloat a little. I was all excited to declare the score My Life 1, Real World 0. I spent some quality time playing a Spring Training game on my PlayStation 3 this afternoon, in my happy little computer world where my animated Buccos beat the Reds 5-3 on a walk-off 2-run home run by Jose Bautista in the 13th inning, complete with 17 hits by the Bucs, one hit through 6 innings by Zach Duke, and a solo home run by Jason Bay in the bottom of the 9th to send the game into extra innings.
See, I have the 2007 version of MLB The Show, and I have about as much interest in updating my game to reflect the current roster as I have in gouging my eyeballs out with Burgh Baby‘s titanium hyperspork. I run my computer Bucs the way I wanna, got it?
But the real world surprised me a little bit today. The real, actual Pirates, playing grapefruit ball at the Red Sox in Ft. Myers, came back in the 9th inning to beat the Sox. Cute, yes?
I don’t expect great things. Despite my video game’s evidence to the contrary, I do live in the real world where a couple of wins in Spring Training, even against the team that picked up the jewel that we stupidly threw away, are utterly irrelevant. But still. It kinda feels good.
And when it stops feeling good, I’ve got 2007.