One Man's thoughts, rants, and mumblings on family, life, and baseball.
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
Sinks, losses, and hallucinations
Angie found Rakes and Trot sitting in the sink today.
Playing with my beard trimmer.
Thank God Rakes has not figured out he can cut his or his brothers hair with it yet, or I would have had 2 little Tito mini-me's. I don't want to know how Rakes got Trot up the 3 feet of cabinet to get in the sink: all I know is there is no shot of me making it 50 year's on this rock: not a chance.
Looks like maybe my mojo has swerved off the road the last 2 nights: another tough loss last night with Daisuke pitching his tail off and given a loss as his thank you for a job well done. How this team gets 2 hits off Lenny DiNardo over 6 innings is a question I can't answer.
Saw this picture from SI.com earlier, and if that doesn't get you fired up if you are a Sox fan, don't know what will. See, that's not Coco or Cora or Lowell going balls out, head first into second: that's Manny. Yep: the same Manny who people accuse of not caring, not trying, and having his head in the clouds all the time.
OK: I'll give you the head in the clouds, but a guy going all out like he is in this picture is a guy who cares, a man who wants to win. Hopefully, they all can give this kind of effort tonight, Wake will have 'em swinging at air, and we can get it going in a positive direction.
They also need to win quick tonight: my lack of sleep the last 2 nights is starting to catch up to me.
'Cause I'm not really sure I should be seeing 7 ft. tall squirrels in my peripheral vision.