I was in a doctor's waiting room last night, anxiously leeching a faint wifi signal and refreshing my Twitter feed on the ancient iPod Touch handed down to me, long ago. Twas the only thing between me and a louder-than-usual radio PA volume, with the tunes of 1970s and 1980s "oldies" swirling about, i.e. the original "Funkytown" (meh) and "After The Love Has Gone" (actually a good tune that's held up well).
Old Touch = old battery = I didn't have much time before the doctor called me in. And about half an hour later, Twitter blew up with the news of Cliff Lee's decision to return to Philly. Holy SHMOKES, Indy!
It's why baseball's postseason is unparalleled: you can get pumped about a sport at a time when there aren't even any friggin' games!