*Picture courtesy of Kelly O*I'm still not sure how it happened, but the Sox entered the 7th inning of tonight's game leading 4-1 and started the 8th losing 7-4.
Team MDC began the inning and faced 3 batters with 0 outs to show for it. Craig Hansen came in, and apparently in some deranged sort of solidarity had the same line. It was like one of Rakes' T-Ball games where everybody hit and I was halfway shocked the ump didn't tell everyone to just "Run all the way home and score!" after the 3rd out.
I've got no logical explanation why the Sox can't seem to buy a win these days. It could be just one of those weeks where everything that could go wrong DOES go wrong. Maybe the Rays are just that good and we've got to deal with a world where up is down and left is right.
Personally? I think Joe Maddon has a got a voodoo doll of Wally tucked away on the bench somewhere and has Jonny Gomes sticking short pins in it every time the Rays come up to bat. Other than that, I've got nothing.
And we end the game with Lowell getting caught stealing on a hit and run play with Tek, the one guy who wouldn't hit water if he fell out of a boat right now, swinging and missing. Then, to the shock of nobody not living on Pluto, Tek struck out looking to end the game.
Don't get me wrong; I love me some Tek. It's just right now I'd prefer to have Little Trot up there swinging with the game on the line. At the very least I know he'd give the pitcher a shot to the marbles with his bat after striking out.
Now, fresh off the sweep by the Rays I've gotta endure 4 games in NY with the Skankee fans and Buck/McCarver thrown in for good measure.
I'm sort of getting how Job felt.
Hopefully, Lowell and Youk have a come to Jesus meeting with the rest of the boys on the flight to New York tonight. You know, remind them about water boarding, chinese water torture, and the little known " Dewey Evans makes you weep for your Mother" modification treatment.
Whatever they do, just be ready tomorrow night.
I'd like Big Hank to be in full on panic mode by Saturday if it's at all possible.
Somebody pass the valium.
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i sorta think Job has you beat about like how the rays beat our guys
Yeah, you're right, Tex. I was reaching as usual.
althought i could use alittle of Job's faith bout right now
Right now I'd take a split in NY (there are four games, right?)
Can Little Trot catch? (or pitch relief for that matter)?
Hope you're over the various kid-borne plagues you've been suffering from.
Trot can catch, or pitch, or start a brawl, Horsham. He's all-purpose.
I say they take 3 out of 4 in NY. Last night was a nightmare; luckily they only happen every now and then. And I'm getting over all the sickness; little suckers are like petri dishes.
Keep the Fair, Tex.
I have to agree with you about Tek. I think my little daushund who would have a ball barking and chasing all of the players off the field could do better than him. Atleast he admits that he's doing bad.
Last nights game - oh saddest lost of the season.
I have to say. My parents left to go to VT for the 4th of July (I didn't want to go up there and spend a vacation WORKING!), the poor dog is going nuts. He won't eat and just sits around all depressed. They only left 3 hours ago....
It was a tough one, Krystle. Hopefully they can get it back on track tonight.
And that is one clingy dog!
I think they got back on track tonight. Let's hope that you know...well you know.
He is, he's very much a mommas boy. He's been walking around all depressed - it's really kind of funny.
Ted, I'll meet your Rakes and raise you a Paige. my friends daughter is about the same caliber of funniness as Rakes
Krystle, it looks like it. It's been fun to watch tonight.
Tex, the true question is if we locked them in a room, which one would walk out and which one would be laid out on the floor? ;)
my money is on Paige. Ive read all about Rakes but Paige is a rough and rumble girl
If Paige can take Rakes, she's got my approval. Remember though. You only know what I've told you; the boy is a HANDFULL.
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