Thursday night I went to bed with Milton down 0-3 and awoke to the joyful news of a late-inning comeback.
Last night I didn't go to bed until well after the Reds had fallen to the Giants.
The moral of this story: I must sleep through the latter 2/3 of all Reds games from here on out, no matter what. It shouldn't be difficult for me; I'm very busy and could almost always take an excuse for a nap. My employer might not be so crazy about it, but they're just going to have to accommodate my special needs. It's a playoff run, after all.