soooooooo 1991, right? like when we lived in atlanta and the braves were, inexplicably, still in the west coast league and i would have to go to bed before they played and garebear would wake me at an obscenely early hour of the morning for fifth grade with the announcement of either "BRAVES LOSE!!!!" or "BRAVES WIN!!!!!" and, either way, it felt like i had missed out on something monumental, all because i had dared to rest.
(also, OMG, we have been watching adam schiff speak on cnn for 4,000 years, non?)