Monday, August 23, 2004

A Series of Fortunate Events

Well, the Sox swept the White Sox. This is their second series in a row that they've swept, and their third road sweep. And there's only a sweet 5 1/2 games between the slumping Yankees (they've now lost threee in a row, and dropped 6 of their last 7 games, whereas we all know full well the Sox have won 6 of their last 7) and the hell-bent Sox. Although, I'm not really ready to think of the possibility of catching the Yankees. Let's work on the Wild Card first, folks. And let's remember that the Angels are on a 6 game winning streak, too. As for the Rangers... well, for now they might be a worry, but I'm not confident that their luck-frosted juggernaut will be steaming ahead much longer. The pitching just isn't good enough for that.

In two of the three games of the series, someone from the Chigaco team was tossed. I missed the tossing of their second baseman, Willie Harris, during the ninth inning of yesterday's game, but I did see Everett's ejection. I was impressed with ow the umpire handled that. Everett put one toe out of line, and the ump tossed him. Everett came up and started screaming in his face, and the man just looked blankly at him and didn't move an inch. Sure, Everett threw a minor temper tantrum, but it didn't start anything else because of how quickly the ump ejected him. Now, this could be because the man is used to dealing with the immature Everett, which is probably true.

In the same game, someone from Chicago hit a double, and the whole crowd went absolutely nuts. And along the outfield wall, suddenly some fireworks shot up and left a lot of smoke after giving minimal eyecandy. Geez, if this is how excited they get over a double, maybe it's a good thing that the White Sox aren't in first place any more... these people might riot in their glee and excitement if the White Sox made it to just the first round.

And now, they journey to the fortress of the SkyDome in the great white northern lands to defeat the mythical Blue Jays, who are a horrendous 24.5 games out.


Tuesday, August 17, 2004

Cabrerrors, Cabrerrors

Earl Snyder has been called up from the PawSox today, finally joining a major league roster. As a fan of him, I applaud this move. I do wonder a bit if he really is of the caliber necessary for major league playing, but I think he is more qualified than Cesar Crespo was. Let's hope he proves himself, as the Sox could really use the help.

In other news, Meatball (a.k.a. Eye Chart, a.k.a. Mient...etc) did an excellent job at second last night. His double play early in the game was great to watch, especially as I had been trusting in his ability as a baseball player, as opposed to whinging like a good majority of Red Sox Nation was. Would've been a bit of a let-down if he failed as predicted.

Cabrera, on the other hand, is very disappointing. Piss poor hitting and rickety defense. I hate to say it, but it's making me miss Nomar. =/ Nomar is at least hitting... his defense leaves a little to be desired, but he isn't a total fart on the field like Cabrera has been.

Wednesday, August 11, 2004

How many steps to home plate?

Am I the only person who has noticed Johnny Damon's odd infatuation with slamming into walls while playing baseball? Last night there wasn't even a need for it, since it wasn't going to fall where he needed to leap into the wall to get it. Has our dear Johnny become a masochist? That was the eighth or ninth time he's done that this season (and, yes, I have been keeping track).Although, given that the entirety of Red Sox Nation is masochistic, you'd expect it to rub off on the players at some point.

Anyway, I've been putting off what I'm about to type for a while, but now I realize if I don't put it down now, I never will because it'll be too dated. This is my swan song in regards to Nomar, because I've just been a cranky person who has told people to move on and stop being so god damn nostalgic and emotional over it. Geez, we all knew he was gonna be gone anyway...

The last time I saw Nomar batting for the Sox, the last game on TV I watched that he was there in that uniform, I saw him go up to the plate to hit. As usual, he went through his whole OCD routine, and you know what? It absolutely broke my heart. No, not because I could forsee he'd be gone, but because of that routine. That awful routine that so many people complain about. The man obviously has serious psychological problems, and that's just awful. I know he's a liar, and he's a pain, and all of that, but even so I feel a little bad for him. Not because he doesn't play in Boston any more (god, those people need to read newspapers), not because he isn't going to make as much money (as if anyone feels bad about that), but because the man obviously needs a psychiatrist.

It also made me think of something else. Given that he is clearly not at all comfortable in his own skin, he probably was alienated from the rest of the team because he's alienated from himself. I have a relative with OCD, and they could even tell you that when you can't even relax around yourself, it's impossible to do around others. Sitting there you see him after a good win, where everyone has celebrated on the field and hugged each other, and he's looking weirded out, and you laugh and say, "Oh, he just realized he's gonna have to take twenty showers now." But then you stop and think, and you realize that it's no joke. I'm not asking for a pardon for the guy, I'm just pointing this all out.

Given that, let's forget about Pinnochio already and focus on Meatball (because spelling 'Mientkiewicz' is really asking too much of me), dammit!

Thursday, August 05, 2004

Week in Review

Alright. Nomar's gone, but Lowe isn't. While I do miss Nomar a bit (for purely nostalgic reasons, not based upon this season's performance on and off the field), it is better that he's moved on (and I think I might be one of only a handful of people who actually misses Enri Stanley). I'm just a little upset that Lowe couldn't be gotten rid of, and we'd have Clement here. But c'est la vie. The players we have now in return (Roberts, Cabrera, Mientkiewicz) all seem to be good players so far. And, as a bonus, none of them are superstars, hence they do not have overly inflated egos. Not to mention that they're all cheaper than the pretty penny Nomar wanted.

In other news, the Big Ugly Unit obviously has not moved. I predicted this weeks back when he said he wanted to go to the Yankees. I said he would not move, and if he did, he'd go to the Angels, and only the Angels. But, I had thought it most likely wouldn't happen either because he didn't want to go there. Now, why would he not be traded to the Yankees? Well, for one, the Diamondbacks front office despises Steinbrenner and the Bankees. Secondly, the Bankees had NO prospects. All they had to offer was money, and in the end the Diamondbacks didn't give a damn about the money. Hooray for the Diamondbacks management.

In negative news, the Red Sox blew their chance to sweep the Devil Rays. I'd go on about how sad this is, except the Devil Rays are freakishly good this year. Well... by their standards they're freakishly good. But, the fact that everyone was getting all excited about sweeping the Rays is a very sad attestment to the state of the Red Sox. It'd be only the second time they had swept on the road. The only team they swept? The Royals. Yeah, great job, guys. You swept the 38-67 Royals. That's quite an accomplishment.

Well, Lowe's pitching tomorrow. And hopefully he hasn't started to talk to the other nutty pitcher, Byung Hyun Kim, through a translator. We don't want to be finding them standing on top the Green Monster during a thunderstorm hoping to contact the ghost of the still-living-but-no-longer-pitching Dave McCarty, now do we?