It was like watching a really bad horror film, where you know that the guy separated from his friends is going to get a machete to the skull, but in this case, that guy is YOU. And there’s nothing you can do to warn yourself that the end is near. Or watching a chain-reaction car accident develop in front of you on a busy interstate, and knowing that there’s no way to avoid it. My life as a baseball fan is a scene from CHIPS, once again. Pride goeth before the fall.
Schadenfreude is German for Red Sox.