I have a confession to make....
I basically had given Game 2 to the Indians to begin with. I just didn't want it to be in this way. Nothing superstition-wise was falling into place for me for one thing(some douchebag in a jeep stole my parking spot at work, the putz of a friend IMs me about Youk as he's hitting and the next swing is that liner that Sizemore catches...he did this with Beckett too which caused the Hafner HR, I was never really able to find a good rhythm, my dad took my spot on the couch, I have plenty more). This just wasn't really seeming to be their game for me. I just wish it didn't take 11 innings before that came into fruition. Eric Gagne apparently doesn't like the idea of being immortalized in Boston, for reasons of good. Mehh whatever. I will at least slightly defend Tito in terms of "He really didn't have a choice" respect...but that can only go so far. Tito did a pretty crummy job tonight with the management of everything...but hey we all have crummy nights. I just hate when it's in postseason.
And of course folks, it sucks we're gonna hafta dwell on this shit for an entire day, but that's the way it is. Going into the Jake 1-1 is basically what I had expected. I just wish it wasn't in this entire context of the whole "Eric Gagne has a secret contract with Cleveland" ordeal. The offense looks semi-alive and got some huge hits off of not only Carmona but Rafael Perez, who is considered one of their best relievers. Lowell, Manny, and Papi were all very good tonight and Coco wasn't half bad either. Okajima and Papelbon were huge tonight. It was just one of those things, man...it sucks but the one thing you can't do is dwell on it too much. The banshees and whiners will be out tomorrow, which causes me to just put on a helmet and forget everything. But come on folks, did you REALLY think it was going to be a cakewalk? Fuck no. So calm the fuck down, take some fucking
All I know is that Daisuke NEEDS to fucking step up on Monday. No getting around it. He needs to step up. The Red Sox have to win Game 3 for not only reasons of being up 2-1 but also reasons of pride and resilience. Momentum is as big as your next starter...so how about Daisuke stepping up with a heaping bowl of stepping up? I'm not big on hyperbole and assuming things, but I'm just going to say this: Whoever wins Game 3 of the ALCS is going to the World Series. It's that simple. I think one way or another though, this will likely go 6. All I know is that tomorrow, I'll still read the papers and still picspam and pick up pictures and shit....but most of tomorrow is dedicated to studying for my midterm and putting some finishing touches on my Advertising class workshop. Schoolwork>>>Sitting around feeling all poutyfaced because Eric Gagne sucks worse than a cheap whore. Also, it relieves my anger sometimes.
So folks, as I have been preaching all along, keep positive. Sure blow off steam now, you have every right to. It's postseason, I'm a lot easier on the angry people and negativity because series' like this are tough to stomach on a completely objective standpoint. I know I'm gonna be awakened at like 10:30am tomorrow to my dad saying "WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?!" seeing the score. Positivity is key...just can't let it get to you, man. :) I still believe in this team despite this clusterfuck 11th inning...that's why extras suck, you hafta rely on your scrubinis.
And of course folks, it sucks we're gonna hafta dwell on this shit for an entire day, but that's the way it is. Going into the Jake 1-1 is basically what I had expected. I just wish it wasn't in this entire context of the whole "Eric Gagne has a secret contract with Cleveland" ordeal. The offense looks semi-alive and got some huge hits off of not only Carmona but Rafael Perez, who is considered one of their best relievers. Lowell, Manny, and Papi were all very good tonight and Coco wasn't half bad either. Okajima and Papelbon were huge tonight. It was just one of those things, man...it sucks but the one thing you can't do is dwell on it too much. The banshees and whiners will be out tomorrow, which causes me to just put on a helmet and forget everything. But come on folks, did you REALLY think it was going to be a cakewalk? Fuck no. So calm the fuck down, take some fucking
All I know is that Daisuke NEEDS to fucking step up on Monday. No getting around it. He needs to step up. The Red Sox have to win Game 3 for not only reasons of being up 2-1 but also reasons of pride and resilience. Momentum is as big as your next starter...so how about Daisuke stepping up with a heaping bowl of stepping up? I'm not big on hyperbole and assuming things, but I'm just going to say this: Whoever wins Game 3 of the ALCS is going to the World Series. It's that simple. I think one way or another though, this will likely go 6. All I know is that tomorrow, I'll still read the papers and still picspam and pick up pictures and shit....but most of tomorrow is dedicated to studying for my midterm and putting some finishing touches on my Advertising class workshop. Schoolwork>>>Sitting around feeling all poutyfaced because Eric Gagne sucks worse than a cheap whore. Also, it relieves my anger sometimes.
So folks, as I have been preaching all along, keep positive. Sure blow off steam now, you have every right to. It's postseason, I'm a lot easier on the angry people and negativity because series' like this are tough to stomach on a completely objective standpoint. I know I'm gonna be awakened at like 10:30am tomorrow to my dad saying "WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?!" seeing the score. Positivity is key...just can't let it get to you, man. :) I still believe in this team despite this clusterfuck 11th inning...that's why extras suck, you hafta rely on your scrubinis.