Near my work there’s a pizza joint called Slices, where the guy who runs it (I think he runs it, fuck if I know) is from Boston. He cooks legitimate Boston-like pizza, and he shoots the breeze with you. I went in today for lunch and he was talking to the guy making the pizza crusts telling him that if the AL wins, crust-guy owes Boston-guy $10. I said “That’s not fair, the AL is going to win by 10″ Boston guy says “Alright, you get the AL and I get the NL and 2 runs, will you give me 2 runs?” Me: “I’ll give you 1 and a half” Pizza guy: “Deal. You win, come in tomorrow and I buy your pizza. Now I just need to have the AL win by 1 and I win both bets.”

The AL won by 1 run.

Fuck my life