Jesus H. Tapdancin Christ. One friggin win and you'd think you've got the World Series all wrapped up.
Lighten up, Francis. You and bully ought to get together--seems you two share the same brain. Then again, it's the Red Sox Nation, so maybe all of you share a single brain.
A single, teenie, weenie, decayed brain.
All that from "That's one" -- tsk, tsk Sparky, the nastiness is just a tad bit over the top this morning isn't it? [/snicker]
You know that your team was outcoached by Tito of all people, that alone is enough for you to want to put a bullet in your head. No pinch runner for Guerrero? Shields pitching to Ortiz?
Seriously?
The Red Sox did what they needed to do in L.A. (by the way I love the fair weather fans in the land of la-la running for the door when moron Guerrero tried to take third and blew the game for y'all). The monkey is jumping hard on your boys' back right now. The pressure is max.
No worries on my end. You keep trying to sell the "one friggin win" song. It really makes this all the more enjoyable.