else this October, we’ll have this.
What is it
with these guys?
something hardwired in their DNA that makes it difficult to thrive in any
situation other than teeth-grinding adversity? Are they like a writer (say,
like me perhaps?) who’s able to produce only with a Damoclean deadline looming
over his head?
something to see last night.
sorta still can’t believe I saw.
pretty skeptical that we’ll be moving much further forward. But at the very least they
raged — and raged, and raged — against the dying of the light.
relief work. Quality at-bats. Taking pitches. Fouling them off. Finding the
booming, well-timed bombs.
This is how
it’s done. I’m glad to know they hadn’t forgotten.
heading back down south. Going inside. To a place where Upton
and Longoria won’t have that friendly GreenMonster to golf balls over anymore.
One has to
think, their protestations notwithstanding, all these young dudes are getting
just a little bit tense. Let’s try to exploit that. Let’s try to pitch like we
need to pitch, and hit like we did for three mind-blowing innings last night.
best team win.
at Fenway who booed Ortiz last night shouldn’t be allowed to watch.