8/18/2006

Five Game Weekend

Well if this isn't the perfect way to end my perfectly mediocre vacation: a five-game series with the fuckin' Yankees. This ought to go well. The Sox can barely find five pitchers to start these games, and as for their bullpen, well, let me say this: I can't stand their asses.
The big thing is that I keep getting strung along by this team. It's apparent that they don't have enough anything, yet they won't go away. And really, I blame the Yankees. If they would just put together a nice 10-game win streak the Sox would fade into the depths of a so-so season, and we could all get psyched for the Pats. As it is, the Sox keep hanging around, two or three games back, looking like they could still be contenders. In reality, they only have two decent pitchers, and I just don't see that being enough.
I don't need the frustration of this right now. I really don't. Rudy Seanez is pitching (if you can call it that) in the first game and, God, why doesn't someone go give him a hug?

(ed. note: I was compelled to change that last line after my wife pointed out that the original version seemed to advocate violence against Mr. Seanez. I wish him no ill will, and I understand that the game was lost by the time he came in, but, boy, is he depressing to watch.)

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