Universe apologizes with rookie win
Okay, universe. We begrudgingly accept your apology. BEGRUDGINGLY. But we are NOT okay.
Miller struts his rookie stuff, and you give us the win (I say give, because with that many errors, we shouldn’t be floating on air. After all, it is Jeb– aka Pirate Princess aka PP- and his little Jolly Roger gang. There was more talent in “the Sandlot”).
And sports copy editors get to use that headline they’ve been drooling over since they thought of it like a week ago: Red Sox sink pirates.They’re wetting themselves I sure.
A Papi slider.
“I went with everything I got, man,” he said. “The thing is his left leg was on the other side of the line and that’s where you go through. But things happen in the game. It was good it wasn’t anything bad, just a little touch and the contact you have with the catcher, but no collision.”
And he’s still smiling. Papi is ALWAYS smiling. And he earned those smiles.
Everyone seems to be smiling, actually. Look around the blogosphere, and you’d think we swept the Phillies.
The rest of us? Not exactly viewing not being shut out by the fricking Pirates as the victory of the fricking year.
At least Miller’s a rock star.
So. Good notes. Let’s focus on a crazy, sports pundit-filled week. Because with everyone and their third cousin calling this week’s sandwich-Sox series a Soxtober preview… We need to focus. Did you hear that Tito? FOCUS.
My feelings can best be expressed through this video clip:
PS. I can’t wait to get back to Fenway. ‘Cause that pirate ship is the pits.
Also, I’m starting a personal campaign for you to get your own blog. Go. Get it. Now.