I followed baseball mostly long-distance -- the Mariners' 9-0 victory over the Marlins, the Orioles' 5-1 loss to the Astros, the Nationals' heartbreaking 8-7 collapse against the Rockies in a game that ended on a pitch clock violation resulting in a bases-loaded walk. When we got home, Cheryl and I watched the Doctor Who season finale together, which was about as anticlimactic as this entire season has felt to me; I like Ncuti Gatwa but I feel like I know nothing about this Doctor except that he cries more than the previous five Doctors combined, and as much as I appreciate having so many older women front and center, their storylines felt unfocused.
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