Sometimes things like this happen.

Sometimes supposed MVP-caliber bats go ice cold, leaving a trail of sad 0's in their wake. Sometimes a hobbled former MVP is left swinging just a tick too slow. Sometimes the Ace is battling injury and pitches like exactly what he's become: a number three guy in the rotation. Sometimes a clutch starter from the '07 playoffs is left warming up in the 'pen, while the lefty specialist is asked to get outs he can't ever be reliably be asked to deliver. Sometimes you leave three runners stranded at a crucial moment late in a tie ballgame. Sometimes you get stuck next to weird guy at the ballgame who, despite being your dad's age, tries to flirt with you and uses the 6 year-old technique of stealing your scorecard, and asks if you know what a backwards 'K' is (while he's not even sure who our starting shortstop is), and kind of smells funny, and oh, did I mention is your dad's age and totally creepy?
Yep, sometimes things like this happen. Sometimes a bloop single can score three runs, and then again sometimes you lose anyway.
But that was yesterday. And today's a whole 'nother day.





on October 6, 2008 2:39 PM
A tough night all around. Must have been mixed emotions to be at that game last night - excited to be there because it's the playoffs, traumatized by the loss and exhausted by the length of it all. Makes a girl wanna call in sick.
Better luck tonight!