Well, it was about the 4th inning of game 7 of the World Series, I was really hungry, and figure that the Indians had blown it. So I ran up the street to the local Arby's and came home with a pork belly sandwich and some curly fries.
Holy cow! What a terrific sandwich. Not too fatty for me, and I'm not a big fan of fat. I'll cut every speck of it off a steak or pork chop.
The major problem was that the sandwich was so satisfying that I fell asleep on the couch! I woke up at 2AM with the World Series post game crew still yammering away! Despite being half asleep, I learned that the Tribe had lost 8-7, and figured the game had gone to extra innings. I didn't know about the rain delay or anything else until the next day.
Damn you, Arby's!