FRS

The regular season is over and now the nail biting starts:

I was kind of hoping for Oakland because we pretty much owned them during the regular season, but maybe it is a good thing, because my expectations probably would have turned around and bit me on the butt with an Oakland 3 game sweep or something equally horrible. The Sox took the season series 5-4 from the Angels, but if you believe this article, “Clash has the makings of a classic” the series will be exciting. And at least if games 4 and 5 are needed they will be on the weekend, so for this series there is only one late night, Wednesday.

Maybe the Red Sox, after last night’s heroic come from behind victory in NY, went out and caught dinner and a movie staying up into the wee hours of the morning. They certainly played like they didn’t get enough sleep, losing to the Yankees this afternoon 14-4 (and the game wasn’t as close as the score indicates.)

Not knowing they were on FOX this afternoon, I totally didn’t see the game. I guess I got lucky and was saved the agony of watching the massacre. But then if I had watched, could my good vibes have helped them change the outcome of the game?

..for fear I might jinx it. I cringe at the opening of each game when the announcers talk of where the standings might be at the end of the evening if Team B wins and Team Y loses. I should be enjoying this run, but I can’t, I’m from New England and a long suffering fan. I just hope I’ve been cryptic enough in this post so as to not piss off the baseball gods. Now excuse me while I go out into my backyard and bury a Baby Ruth bar, while chanting ”Game 6.”

Watching ESPN’s intro to last night’s Red Sox/Yankees game there was a bit on the rivalry between the two clubs. Interesting piece (well, if you are a fan of either club maybe), but the best part was one Red Sox fan’s comment, “It’s a love/hate relationship. I love the Red Sox and they apparently hate me.” Amen brother.

The Sox cowboyed up this afternoon and we (and the Yankees) got a taste of their potent offense that has been mostly sleeping this post season. Of course, being a Red Sox fan, we believe that they won game six, just to be able to lose it in the bottom of the ninth of game seven. In the past I think this attitude has rubbed off on the team itself, this year, maybe not.

I owe an apology to the entire Red Sox Nation. The reason Boston lost this afternoon’s game and now quite probably the ALCS is because I jinxed them. I just knew I shouldn’t do it, but I just couldn’t resist buying a Cowboy Up T-shirt. this afternoon off the internet.

I owe an apology to everyone else who probably doesn’t understand the above. Trust me, if you were a life-long Bosox fan like me, you’d know what I meant.

I had a rant all laid out for here tonight, but I’ve moved it out until tomorrow.

So much for the big showdown in Fenway this afternoon between Roger Clemmens and Pedro Martinez, what was billed as a pitchers duel turned into a mini brawl between the two teams. Started when Pedro hit a Yankee player. He took exception and when he slid into 2nd base he went out of his way to try and level Tod Walker of the Red Sox. Next inning Roger throws something high and inside to Manny Ramirez, not real close, but Manny gets upset and starts towards the mound – the benches clear. The low light of the whole thing (and quite possibly the funniest) was Pedro Martinez putting 70 year-old Don Zimmer in a headlock and wrestling him to the ground.

Later in the game some cluck of a fan drops into the Yankee bullpen and starts wailing on a player. I know hockey season has started, but aren’t the combatants supposed to be on ice skates.