Last night I was focused on other things, such as finishing Henning Mankell's final Kurt Wallender mystery The Troubled Man. I was keeping loose tabs on the ballgames, not paying full attention.
Around 11:10 PM I honed in just long enough to learn that the A's were still battling the Angels in Anaheim. The 12th inning awaited This was the second extra inning game in a row (from what I can tell, and I'm not Nate Silver, there have been a preponderance of extra inning games around the league at the start of this season.) Suddenly a minor dilemma presented itself. I could have gone out to the living room and watched the rest of the game. But it was late and we'd already started to retire (indeed, Pi Wen was sleeping already.) Thank goodness for the radio, which is how I prefer to experience baseball anyway (if not at the ballpark).
And double thank goodness for the At Bat app, so I could listen to the radio without waking Pi Wen up. I popped my headphones in my phone, lay down, and settled in for the 12th inning. By the end of that inning the game was over (the A's lost, sadly) and I was on my way to dream land. Baseball as lullaby. Not bad.