So, the first game of the American League Championship Series went pretty well last night, albeit in a boring fashion. Daisuke must get some serious sadomasochistic delight out of filling up the bases with walks and then getting out of the inning, something at which he excels. This really only happened in the first inning yesterday, and I was thankful that he got out of it unscathed, but Christ man, serving up three walks in the first inning of a game is just asking for it.
I'm looking forward to tonight, should be interesting. I hope that Beckett plays up to his potential. He had a really rough outing last start, but he's coming off an injury and these things happen. I expect that he won't be his ridiculously ridiculous playoff self tonight, but that is just cuz I'm a glass half-empty kinda guy. I still think (hope?) the Sox will win tonight, and if it's 2-0 going back to Fenway, this thing is a wrap. But even if they lose, splitting the first two in Tampa is pretty good. I gotta give it up to the Rays, it's good to see that maybe they have exorcised their Devils (lame joke, I know) and that they've broken out of their existence-long basement- dwelling status. I have a soft spot for underdogs of any type: this is, I think, what initially drew me to the Red Sox, before they became the favorites themselves. This is why I sometimes root for the bad guys in movies, because you just KNOW that when all is said and done, they're gonna lose. I love the underdog. That said, I hope the Rays get fucking face planted.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
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