Off To Never-never Land

Seriously? It's been almost a month since I've been here?

Well, you see, it's like this...

No, really...

I think I have too many blogs. Plus everyone that I care about over here is on Facebook, which I think, great as it is, has ruined some things like this for me. I have two "Diaryland" blogs besides this one. My primary blog is purely spiritual, where I blog my semi-daily devotions. The other Diaryland blog has begun being pretty much about Stephanie and our adventures with autism.

Then there's this blog.

Where I get to ask this question.

In what kind of surrealistic dream land do we live, where it could ever be thinkable that the Red Sox could be 8-0 against the Evil Empire in the season?

When I left home to come to work tonight, the Evil Ones had taken a 3-1 lead, thanks to some subpar pitching by Manny Delcarmen. We love you, Manny, but you just didn't have it tonight. Even though I know the Sox are famous for those 8th inning comebacks, I had a bad feeling about this game. You know what I mean...sometimes, you just know that this one isn't going to work out.

By the time I got to work and was able to get logged on to this here 'puter, Mike Ogulnik was announcing the AL scores on "Rangers Replay," which, by the way would be a winning edition of said program, as the Rangers took the Jays 1-0 tonight, in a tremendous pitcher's duel. I was racing him, trying to get the Red Sox web site up before he announced the score. It was pretty much a tie, as he gave the score right as the site loaded up. I could scarcely believe my eyes and ears, and almost squealed with joy at what I saw/heard. The came back. In that magical 8th inning.

And so, the dream continues. The Red Sox have successfully thwarted the Busted Bronx Bombers 8 times this season and 9 straight if you go back to the last time they met in '08. I read that the last time the Sox started off a season 6-0 against the Evil Empire, they were known as the Highlanders. Dear Lord, that was a long time ago. And I read that the last time the Sox swept three series from them was 1974.

To make things even better, it looks like Papi may be back. He popped two good ones during this series, one to straightaway center field.

And don't we all just love Brad Penny now, after plunking A-Roid in the back? Wasn't that just great fun? I only wish I could have seen the 8th inning. But, alas, to work I had to heigh-ho.

Don't anybody dare wake me up from this dream.

TTFN, y'all!

Not Enough

Just a quick word to the Red Sox bats. For the last several games in a row, you've scored four runs through the first two innings, and then decided that was enough to win.

WORD!

It's not!! Please keep hitting for the remainder of the game.

Okay?

Okay.

Thank you very much.

Where Have You Gone, Dom DiMaggio?

Today, the Red Sox Nation mourns the passing of a legend. To some, the "lesser" of the DiMaggios, Dom DiMaggio passed away early this morning, Friday, May 8, 2009, at the age of 92.

According to the Boston Globe, many believed him to be the best player that ever wore a Red Sox uniform.

So long, Dom. So long. Say "hi" to Ted for us...

Not Those Kind of Surprises!!

13-0?

A one-hitter?

Who were those guys and what did they do with the Red Sox?

An investigation will ensue immediately.

I Love Surprises!!

When I went to bed for my brief nap before going to work last night, the Sox were behind 5-0, and Carmona was shutting them down handily.

I arrived at work at 10pm, and got right into work stuff, so I briefly forgot about the game.

I know. I'm not worthy.

But then this buddy of mine walked in, who happens to be a Cleveland fan. I suddenly remembered the game, and immediately opened up my Interwebs browser, expecting to congratulate him on his Indians whipping up on my Red Sox to take the series.

I went first to MLB.com, and the first thing I saw was a headline that says "Van Every's shot lifts the Red Sox in the 10th." I almost fell out of my chair. Life is good.

I know in my heart that our Sox can never be counted out, and it ain't over until the mythical fat lady sings. And one of the things I love so much about baseball over all other team sports is that there is no wimpy putting down a knee and letting clock run out, or dribbling in place until the clock runs out. It's not over until that third out is posted in whichever half an inning ends the game. You have to earn that last out. And there is nothing quite like the thrill of standing with the Red Sox nation in any park in this country and cheering your fool head off when there are two strikes on that last batter in the 9th inning. Of course it's magnified by 1000000000000000 if you happen to be in Fenway Park when this happens.

I should write for a newspaper.

Just kidding. But I do think it would be great fun!

Anyway...back on top for the Sox, once again. Here's hoping for a series win (a sweep would be nice) in the Juice Box (I like that name, Dawn) against the Desperate Housewives, who appear to be even more desperate this year.

Hey...anyone ever gone from Worst to First to Worst?? Hahahaha

TTFN, y'all!

Give Lugo To the Yankees

In his first game back, much to the Red Sox Nation's dismay, Julio Lugo effectively ruins the Red Sox winning streak. Singlehandedly, no less.

When the score was at 7-4, Sox winning, Lugo missed the throw at second base that would have been a double play, ending that inning. Next batter hits a three run homer, tying the game.

Cleveland would go on to win on an error by the pitcher on a routine play at first. 9-8, Indians. However, subtract the three runs from that homer, and the Red Sox win 8-6.

Julio Lugo sucks. And the Red Sox management are morons for letting him back in the game when everything was working just fine.

IF IT AIN'T BROKE, DON'T FIX IT!!!!!

A Letter

Dear Misters Francona and Epstein,

Please get Lugo out of there. We don't like him. We never have. We like Nick Green. Even Jed Lowrie. Anybody but Lugo.

Thank you,

Me and every Red Sox fan that I know.