That's sorta like the Yankees right now.
Whereas tonight, the Yankees needed a miracle, because they knew they were cooked. So Brian Cashman, stuffed tiger in hand, made a big tall wish that the game would be postponed. And lo and behold, a miracle happened and the game was shelved.
Of course now they have to face the exact same thing a day late. Which...doesn't bode well. The Tigers are a strong team, and the rain isn't making them any weaker. Unless of course, rain is the Tigers' kryptonite, much like flies are the Yankees'.
So am I happy the Yankees didn't blow it tonight? Yes. Am I at all optimistic about the game tomorrow? Nope. Okay, maybe a sliver, but just a tiny sliver.
The upside of all this rain is that instead of painfully watching the game on TBS, instead I watched an Uncle Leo episode of Seinfeld, followed by the Big Bang Theory where Sheldon and Penny sing work songs and make "Penny-loafers"
Oh, Sheldon. You're so much more joyful to watch than a losing Yankees team!