Let’s be real: the search for tomorrow’s game time is a mini-adventure. You start by yelling into the living room: “Hey, is the game at 7 or 7:10?” Someone mumbles back, “I think it’s 7.” Never trust a mumble.
Then you grab your phone. You open the MLB app, but it’s currently asking you to log in again, and you can’t remember your password from 2018. It’s like trying to unlock a safe with a wet napkin.
So you do what any reasonable adult does: you shout at your smart speaker. “Hey Siri, what time is the Red Sox game tomorrow?” She replies, “I found 12 results for ‘Boston pizza delivery near me.’” Classic.
Why This Matters More Than Work
Once you finally find the start time—let’s say it’s 7:10 PM—a wave of relief crashes over you. That’s a perfect time. You can finish work, scarf down a hot dog, and be in your lucky sweatpants by 7:08. Timing is everything.
If the game is at 1 PM on a Tuesday, you realize your boss might judge you for having a split screen with Microsoft Teams and a livestream. But you’ll do it anyway. Because you’re a loyal fan, not a quitter.
And if the game is at 4 PM? That’s the “afternoon-trap” slot. You’ll tell yourself you’ll just listen on the radio while you run errands. Three hours later, you’re still in the car, parked at the grocery store, listening to the bottom of the eighth.
