This is un-freakin'-believable!
The Mighty Sox have forced game 7 in the ALCS for the third time in five years! Those poor Housewives really don't know what's hit them.
And can we petition the MLB to NEVER give TBS another postseason baseball game??? That was totally unacceptable. And if they had a power outage, how come they could broadcast stupid comedy shows for half an hour?? Huh?? Should have been totally dark.
Tonight, I might just watch with the internet feed from WRKO on. I'd rather hear them call the game, anyway.
Varitek. Oh, Captain, my Captain! Every time I start thinking he's about done, he pulls off something like that. Game winning home run for his first hit in the entire series. Geez.
Beckett. Wasn't totally himself, but it was good enough.
Okajima. Wow. What else can you say?
Masterson. He scares me, but last night, he got it done.
Papelbon. Is it 23 scoreless post-season innings, now? 24? 25?
I will not make any predictions for tonight. I don't dare. But Lester is on. And Garza shut them down last time.
But this is different. This is Game Seven. This is Red Sox Country.
This is the Red Sox Nation.
If we win tonight, I wonder how all those people with all those stupid haircuts are going to feel...
TTFN, y'all.
Showing posts with label Game Seven. Show all posts
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Sunday, October 19, 2008
Here We Go Again!
Posted by Bickley at 6:20 AM 3 comments
Labels: ALCS, Boston Red Sox, Game Seven, Tampa Bay Desperate Housewives
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