Thursday, September 29, 2005


AVG. .298
HR. 47
RBI 146
God is a baseball fan, there can be no doubt about that. The last weekend of the regular season is upon us and the AL East comes down to 3 games. The Boston Red Sox (93-66, 1 GB in the East, tied in the AL Wild Card) will play host to the Bronx Bombers (94-65, 1st Place in the East) in a three game series to determine the AL Championship, the winner of 2 out of the 3 games get the AL East Division title. The loser sweats it out to see if the White Sox, now that they have clinched the AL Central, will roll over and play the rookies against the Cleveland Indians (93-66, tied with Boston for the Wild Card) in Cleveland.
The band of idiots has somehow managed to stay in contention with what is perhaps the worst bullpen in Boston I have seen since the days of Joe Sambito. No starting pitching and a lineup that must go softball league run support to win, yup, the defending World Champions are alive and kicking and Fenway will be rocking this weekend. Yes Texas, I will wear the "Red Socks" to work tomorrow. Let's look at the pitching matchups, tomorrow night the Sox will look to beat the Yankees Wang by going to former Yankee and all around fan of the frosty beverage, David "Boomer" Wells, Saturday will see the polar opposites as Red Sox legend Tim Wakefield and his knuckleball face Randy "The Big Unit" Johnson, to close the series the Yanks will send Mike Mussina to the hill to face Curt Schilling (as he trys to push the sun back up into the sky and give us one more day of summer on a still ailing ankle...yes the one from last year's bloody red sock fame). Is it me is the irony that the Yanks start Wang and Big Unit in the first two games...sounds like they're compensating for something...perhaps to hide the "cream and the clear" of Balco/steriod scandal imfamy.
So yes it comes down to three games....whoa...wait a minute....I know I'm teasing comes down to four games! Yes that's right, if the Sox take two of three that nets them a tie with a one game playoff in the Bronx. No Bucky "Bleeping" Dent this year!
Time to cowboy up, ride the train, hop on the plane, saddle up, draw them guns, sinch up the belt, mount the horses, assemble the usual suspects, order some beer, get some dogs, settle in, and wake up the bleacher creatures. It's come down to this...God is a baseball fan...and if last year is any indication...He is a Red Sox fan.

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