That’s what they’re calling last night. Not just a heartbreaker- ANOTHER heartbreaker.
The tear jerking, rip your heart from the platform and sacrifice it to the firegods kind of heartbreaker.
Okay. That may be my own interpretation. But Dan pretty much says that in THIS ARTICLE.
And the Sox won. Oh. Right. The WHITE Sox. WRONG COLOR, PEOPLE.
We lost Rich Hill. To a crap throw.
And gave Whitey an excuse to use the term “fearless” to describe one of their players.
‘‘Everybody dug in and [came] to play and get good at-bats all this week,’’ Guillen said.
See, Red Sox? CAME TO PLAY. That’s what you’re supposed to do. AND UMPIRES, COME TO UMP.
Add to the pressure of our leg shattering fall from the top of the ALE- Dice-K may really, really be done for. At least for 2011.
So Wakefield? Aceves? What to do? What to do? I am still with the – leave John Lackey on the DL and take a chance on Wakefield until he can’t hold the ball and the walker at the same time… but that’s just me.
And here’s an interesting article about the Yankee-Red Sox rivalry and how dead it is:
The bitter divide between the Yankees and the Red Sox seemed to fade when Red Sox fans watched in horror as Johnny Damon put on a Yankee pinstripe uniform in 2005. With a clean-shaven face, Damon wasn’t Damon anymore.
Really? Because the Damon thing was my last straw. It did the opposite of fade that line for me…
Rivalry dead? Thoughts? I don’t think so.
But what do I know? I spent last night with a punching bag and Keystone Light.
Oh, and cake.
You know, the trifecta of a healthy Wednesday evening.
3:56 p.m.: Ran into THIS interesting survey. Dice-K: Worth it or not? What do you think? Could we have done 2007 without him?