Sunday, April 30, 2006
Sox 9, Rays 6: (blank) strikes out swinging
Sometimes the simplicity of the Gameday windows says it all. Sunday mornin' coming down for me at least, and Foulke and Papelbon are just the thing to ease into the day.
Sometimes the simplicity of the Gameday windows says it all. Sunday mornin' coming down for me at least, and Foulke and Papelbon are just the thing to ease into the day.
Friday, April 28, 2006
The 1986 Game 6 RBI Baseball Recreation
Speaking of painful, yeah, it's been around, but I thought I might as well put it up here: Game 6 of 1986, recreated in RBI baseball.
The Yahoo! Sports article about the process of creating it was quite funny as well.
And yeah, I was watching Pedro strike out 11 Padres, so I caught Keith Hernandez make those misogynistic comments about having women in the dugout (specifically, about Padres massage therapist Kelly Calabrese). He must have been receiving complaints during the broadcast after he said it, and near the end he ended up saying something pathetic like "For those of you who didn't like my comments about women belonging in the kitchen, get a sense of humour. But I stand by my statement about women not belonging in the dugout" (paraphrasing from memory). It was almost sad.
But hey, would you expect anything more of any member of the 86 Mets? As Jeff Pearlman's The Bad Guys Won notes, Frank Cashen's philosophy was "Women + Baseball = Trouble".
Speaking of painful, yeah, it's been around, but I thought I might as well put it up here: Game 6 of 1986, recreated in RBI baseball.
The Yahoo! Sports article about the process of creating it was quite funny as well.
And yeah, I was watching Pedro strike out 11 Padres, so I caught Keith Hernandez make those misogynistic comments about having women in the dugout (specifically, about Padres massage therapist Kelly Calabrese). He must have been receiving complaints during the broadcast after he said it, and near the end he ended up saying something pathetic like "For those of you who didn't like my comments about women belonging in the kitchen, get a sense of humour. But I stand by my statement about women not belonging in the dugout" (paraphrasing from memory). It was almost sad.
But hey, would you expect anything more of any member of the 86 Mets? As Jeff Pearlman's The Bad Guys Won notes, Frank Cashen's philosophy was "Women + Baseball = Trouble".
Sox 3, Indians 15: Ugly
A painful game. A painful, painful game. Josh Beckett going awry, giving up his first grand slam in 638 career innings. And why was Keith Foulke even in there to mop up? Mike Timlin seemed like the logical choice.
A painful game. A painful, painful game. Josh Beckett going awry, giving up his first grand slam in 638 career innings. And why was Keith Foulke even in there to mop up? Mike Timlin seemed like the logical choice.
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Sox 8, Indians 6: Gaffe Central
So, DP night, and not in the porn way... Varitek's baserunning was very, very questionable at the DP where he was caught at home, and two outs on the bases in that weird baserunning moment? You'd think Dale Sveum was back in town.
Meanwhile, Curt Schilling at 130+ pitches? And Willie Harris looked bad at that diving attempt (we're using the guy for the defense, right? I thought Manny backed him up as best as he could)
Fortunately, the Sox were saved by one indisputable fact: Manny Ramirez knows how to hit at the Jake.
And by another fact that's looking less in dispute: Keith Foulke is getting his groove back. Which means, whatever way it pans out, Foulke and Paps in the 8th and 9th is giving me that same sense of smooth confidence as Timlin & Foulke did back in 2004.
So, DP night, and not in the porn way... Varitek's baserunning was very, very questionable at the DP where he was caught at home, and two outs on the bases in that weird baserunning moment? You'd think Dale Sveum was back in town.
Meanwhile, Curt Schilling at 130+ pitches? And Willie Harris looked bad at that diving attempt (we're using the guy for the defense, right? I thought Manny backed him up as best as he could)
Fortunately, the Sox were saved by one indisputable fact: Manny Ramirez knows how to hit at the Jake.
And by another fact that's looking less in dispute: Keith Foulke is getting his groove back. Which means, whatever way it pans out, Foulke and Paps in the 8th and 9th is giving me that same sense of smooth confidence as Timlin & Foulke did back in 2004.
Sunday, April 23, 2006
The Sox-Jays Series
Yeah, no game-by-game analysis here. Mostly because the games have given me the bleahs - always gut-wrenching to lose an extra-innings game, especially when they take the shine off Manny's first home runs of the season. Had to run off in the 9th of that long game to catch an Earth Day event - am glad I missed that ending, in a way.
And DiNardo on turf facing a team that can hit lefties was never very promising. Oh well.
Yeah, no game-by-game analysis here. Mostly because the games have given me the bleahs - always gut-wrenching to lose an extra-innings game, especially when they take the shine off Manny's first home runs of the season. Had to run off in the 9th of that long game to catch an Earth Day event - am glad I missed that ending, in a way.
And DiNardo on turf facing a team that can hit lefties was never very promising. Oh well.
Friday, April 21, 2006
On Pronouncing My Last Name
So, anyway, during the game, Jerry Remy mentions ESPN, except he pronounces it "Aspen" (which I guess is how people address those two kids named ESPN). But it made me think: Americans always have problems pronouncing my last name - "Sng" - thanks to its lack of vowels, and they usually default to something that sounds like "sing", which isn't right. So, next time I meet a Bostonian who needs to figure out how to say my name, I'm going to say the vowel pronounced exactly the same way as the vowel in "NESN".
So, anyway, during the game, Jerry Remy mentions ESPN, except he pronounces it "Aspen" (which I guess is how people address those two kids named ESPN). But it made me think: Americans always have problems pronouncing my last name - "Sng" - thanks to its lack of vowels, and they usually default to something that sounds like "sing", which isn't right. So, next time I meet a Bostonian who needs to figure out how to say my name, I'm going to say the vowel pronounced exactly the same way as the vowel in "NESN".
Sox 1, Rays 5: Come On
Okay, not many thoughts about this game except - is there a lefty pitcher the Sox can hit? And why is it this supposed new look "did you see that catch Coco made?" team all immediately takes on characteristics such as an inability to hit lefties? There's a psych study in group dynamics there.
Also: who's sick of hearing that "put Wakefield in there, and they're unstoppable" line already? Yeah, Timmeh's pitched pretty good for his last three starts, and the Sox haven't so much as sniffed a victory.
Okay, not many thoughts about this game except - is there a lefty pitcher the Sox can hit? And why is it this supposed new look "did you see that catch Coco made?" team all immediately takes on characteristics such as an inability to hit lefties? There's a psych study in group dynamics there.
Also: who's sick of hearing that "put Wakefield in there, and they're unstoppable" line already? Yeah, Timmeh's pitched pretty good for his last three starts, and the Sox haven't so much as sniffed a victory.
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Sox 7, Rays 4: The Ultimate Warrior
I suppose overall, 7 runs is pretty good. It just seemed like such a tight, tight game - there was the frustration of the 2nd inning "2 inning bases loaded no runs" could be a motto for the way this team plays. And Paps loading the bases - pure gas no command is a poor recipe for an engine, and for a closer. Fortunately that Stern all-or-nothing catch worked out.
On the bright side, Manny got his first double of the year (!) and had that nice 7th inning hit. It's weird, for all his offensive woes previously, I had no doubt he would get a hit there. Particuarly since Branyan was playing so damn shallow - there was some retribution from the baseball gods, methinks, for such arrogance in the face of Manuel Aristides Ramirez. Poetic justice when the hit went over Branyan's glove.
Seemed like a lot of wall-ball hits this game. Manny this year seems to play the caroms off the wall really well, though. Other bright spots: Clement looked decently sharp - starting with the Ks of the first inning - and only really showed trouble in the 7th inning. And I like that the 7th-inning rally started with a walk by supposed hacker Wily Mo Pena. (Incidentally: I had always assumed his name was pronounced like Wile E. Coyote, till a couple of years back when I caught a Reds broadcast and was sorely disappointed. Eric Gagne throwing a Bugs Bunny change to Wile E. - how good would that have been?) And Youks, Youks - clearly already a fan favourite (don't you love the resounding YOOOOKS chants?) and hitting that double just adds to it.
So, Paps with the Sox rookie record for saves with 7. And a new theme song, the Ultimate Warrior one. Are those 7 saves a sign of his impending greatness (despite a less-than-stellar outing today) or a sign of the Sox's inability to really put games away leaving games close? Both, I suspect. 10-4 for the first time since 2002, and I always think of 2002 as the year the Sox had incredible pitching (Pedro - Lowe - Wakefield) and still didn't make the playoffs. So knock on wood, Manny being more like Manny today is a good sign of things to come.
Had dinner with a Harvard admissions officer who was in town (I help out with interviews around here) and that made me think - man, I miss Boston.
Good Lord - Jonathan Papelbon owes Adam Stern a few beers. And Adam Stern owes Bostonians a lot of pacemakers.
"I snow-coned it. I was like, 'It keeps dying on me.' I was wondering what the heck was going on," Stern said. "That's the way I play sometimes. I take some chances to make some big plays." (Link)
I suppose overall, 7 runs is pretty good. It just seemed like such a tight, tight game - there was the frustration of the 2nd inning "2 inning bases loaded no runs" could be a motto for the way this team plays. And Paps loading the bases - pure gas no command is a poor recipe for an engine, and for a closer. Fortunately that Stern all-or-nothing catch worked out.
On the bright side, Manny got his first double of the year (!) and had that nice 7th inning hit. It's weird, for all his offensive woes previously, I had no doubt he would get a hit there. Particuarly since Branyan was playing so damn shallow - there was some retribution from the baseball gods, methinks, for such arrogance in the face of Manuel Aristides Ramirez. Poetic justice when the hit went over Branyan's glove.
Seemed like a lot of wall-ball hits this game. Manny this year seems to play the caroms off the wall really well, though. Other bright spots: Clement looked decently sharp - starting with the Ks of the first inning - and only really showed trouble in the 7th inning. And I like that the 7th-inning rally started with a walk by supposed hacker Wily Mo Pena. (Incidentally: I had always assumed his name was pronounced like Wile E. Coyote, till a couple of years back when I caught a Reds broadcast and was sorely disappointed. Eric Gagne throwing a Bugs Bunny change to Wile E. - how good would that have been?) And Youks, Youks - clearly already a fan favourite (don't you love the resounding YOOOOKS chants?) and hitting that double just adds to it.
So, Paps with the Sox rookie record for saves with 7. And a new theme song, the Ultimate Warrior one. Are those 7 saves a sign of his impending greatness (despite a less-than-stellar outing today) or a sign of the Sox's inability to really put games away leaving games close? Both, I suspect. 10-4 for the first time since 2002, and I always think of 2002 as the year the Sox had incredible pitching (Pedro - Lowe - Wakefield) and still didn't make the playoffs. So knock on wood, Manny being more like Manny today is a good sign of things to come.
Had dinner with a Harvard admissions officer who was in town (I help out with interviews around here) and that made me think - man, I miss Boston.
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Sox 7, Mariners 6: Seven If By Sox, Six If By Seattle
Wow, the one game in the year which actually starts on the same calendar day in both Singapore and Boston. And what a doozy of a game. The Sox these year - great fun to watch, sure, but well, some days, I could do with getting some sleep or work done silently confident that the Sox had a solid lead.
For a variation, I looked at the USS Mariner game thread. Where I was pleased to see their nicknames for the Mariners - YuBet for Yuniesky Betancourt, and Carlasaurus Rex for Carl "Why Is Roberto Petagine Not the DH?" Everett. Ah, Jurassic Carl.
Good start by Lenny DiNardo. And as a bonus, Julian Tavarez came in and didn't maul anyone to bits. Maybe they just put him in to give Tito an excuse in case the situation called for him to come in and pitch to Gathright tomorrow.
Wow, the one game in the year which actually starts on the same calendar day in both Singapore and Boston. And what a doozy of a game. The Sox these year - great fun to watch, sure, but well, some days, I could do with getting some sleep or work done silently confident that the Sox had a solid lead.
For a variation, I looked at the USS Mariner game thread. Where I was pleased to see their nicknames for the Mariners - YuBet for Yuniesky Betancourt, and Carlasaurus Rex for Carl "Why Is Roberto Petagine Not the DH?" Everett. Ah, Jurassic Carl.
Good start by Lenny DiNardo. And as a bonus, Julian Tavarez came in and didn't maul anyone to bits. Maybe they just put him in to give Tito an excuse in case the situation called for him to come in and pitch to Gathright tomorrow.
Sunday, April 16, 2006
Sox 0, Mariners 3: Stymied
Being made to look bad by Ted Lilly and Jamie Moyer is one thing. The Sox having traditional lefty issues and all that. But righty Joel Pineiro? Ick. As usual, the Sox had a pitcher on the ropes and couldn't close the deal. Manny with a slow start to the season. You know how after all the drama of the offseason it was like a new Manny came into spring training? More buff than ever, with a good attitude? Well, screw that. I want spacey, "Manny Being Manny", loveshittingmoonshotslikeafatkidlovescakes Manny back.
Tim Wakefield, unfortunately, seems to be master of the innings-eating complete game loss. At least my sense of schadenfreude was fulfilled this morning by seeing the Twins come back against Mariano Rivera.
Meanwhile, Gonzalez, Stern, and Cora at the 9-1-2 in the order? Hell, Wakefield was drafted as a position player - why not let him bat at this rate?
Being made to look bad by Ted Lilly and Jamie Moyer is one thing. The Sox having traditional lefty issues and all that. But righty Joel Pineiro? Ick. As usual, the Sox had a pitcher on the ropes and couldn't close the deal. Manny with a slow start to the season. You know how after all the drama of the offseason it was like a new Manny came into spring training? More buff than ever, with a good attitude? Well, screw that. I want spacey, "Manny Being Manny", loveshittingmoonshotslikeafatkidlovescakes Manny back.
Tim Wakefield, unfortunately, seems to be master of the innings-eating complete game loss. At least my sense of schadenfreude was fulfilled this morning by seeing the Twins come back against Mariano Rivera.
Meanwhile, Gonzalez, Stern, and Cora at the 9-1-2 in the order? Hell, Wakefield was drafted as a position player - why not let him bat at this rate?
Saturday, April 15, 2006
Music to Set Batters Down To
I have to say, 5 saves in, I'm liking the Papelbon fist-pump, and I'm hoping to see more of it.
Does he have a good entrance song yet? Haven't noticed one. Slate was discussing the evolution of entrance songs for closers -I gotta say, I don't think much of the metal theme (even if metal is popular for movies), or at least of the particular song choices closers have made. G'n'F'n'R... I suppose "Get in the Ring" is too profane. I always thought "Lust For Life" would make for a good song - plus "Here comes Johnny Yen again" would sound nice when Papelbon comes in.
A song about heroin as an entrance song. Now that's laying the smack down.
I have to say, 5 saves in, I'm liking the Papelbon fist-pump, and I'm hoping to see more of it.
Does he have a good entrance song yet? Haven't noticed one. Slate was discussing the evolution of entrance songs for closers -I gotta say, I don't think much of the metal theme (even if metal is popular for movies), or at least of the particular song choices closers have made. G'n'F'n'R... I suppose "Get in the Ring" is too profane. I always thought "Lust For Life" would make for a good song - plus "Here comes Johnny Yen again" would sound nice when Papelbon comes in.
A song about heroin as an entrance song. Now that's laying the smack down.
Brand new look
Incidentally, about the alteration to the Singapore Sox Fan look - been doing some webdesign work, and was inspired to change SSF to make it look cleaner. Plus, I like drop caps. (Yes, those of you that read both this and my main blog will notice that one's also changed its look.)
Incidentally, about the alteration to the Singapore Sox Fan look - been doing some webdesign work, and was inspired to change SSF to make it look cleaner. Plus, I like drop caps. (Yes, those of you that read both this and my main blog will notice that one's also changed its look.)
Sox 2, Mariners 1: Nice and Tight
Brilliant, economical start by Schilling: 8 innings pitched, 1 run, Ichiro looking silly. Gotta say, you don't often see Ichiro swing and miss like that, but there it was, Curtis Montague Schilling and Jonathan "The R Stands For RogerClemensRedux" Papelbon striking him out swinging. (Okay, that was typical Boston hyperbole, but I can't remember what the R really stands for.)
And yes, it is a good sign for our pitching that the Sox are winning close 2-1 games, as the Globe says. Specifically, it's a sign that Paps has ice in his veins. But it's also, unfortunately, a sign that the Sox tendency to leave men on base remains. Man, Moyer was on the ropes so often, and in yet the end it took A-Gon's ability to hit the slow fastball to make any sort of impact.
On the completely random side: seeing Varitek come to bat against the Mariners makes me think, "Yo no soy marinero. Yo no soy marinero, soy capitan."
Brilliant, economical start by Schilling: 8 innings pitched, 1 run, Ichiro looking silly. Gotta say, you don't often see Ichiro swing and miss like that, but there it was, Curtis Montague Schilling and Jonathan "The R Stands For RogerClemensRedux" Papelbon striking him out swinging. (Okay, that was typical Boston hyperbole, but I can't remember what the R really stands for.)
And yes, it is a good sign for our pitching that the Sox are winning close 2-1 games, as the Globe says. Specifically, it's a sign that Paps has ice in his veins. But it's also, unfortunately, a sign that the Sox tendency to leave men on base remains. Man, Moyer was on the ropes so often, and in yet the end it took A-Gon's ability to hit the slow fastball to make any sort of impact.
On the completely random side: seeing Varitek come to bat against the Mariners makes me think, "Yo no soy marinero. Yo no soy marinero, soy capitan."
Friday, April 14, 2006
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
The People Have Spoken: Four More Years of Papi
Meanwhile, what sweeter way to kick off the home opener than a David Ortiz contract extension?
Meanwhile, what sweeter way to kick off the home opener than a David Ortiz contract extension?
''I feel this is my house, and I've got to protect this house," said Ortiz, who turned 30 during an offseason that put the team and fan base through a lot. ''This is not all about David Ortiz. This is about the group of guys that play together day by day. Whenever something happens to any of these guys, the whole Nation feels that.Plus, I gotta say, Big Papi looks seriously big pimpin' in that outfit:
Wacky with the baccy
On the Sox being 'leaders' in chewing tobacco... while I think it can be a pretty disgusting habit, these calls to ban it in the game "for the kids" seem a bit over the top:
On the Sox being 'leaders' in chewing tobacco... while I think it can be a pretty disgusting habit, these calls to ban it in the game "for the kids" seem a bit over the top:
''We've seen data today from 2004 and 2005 that show children are heavily exposed to a cancer-causing agent from our best friends, the Red Sox,"I remain very skeptical about the whole "kids see their favourite baseball players do things, kids do the same things" argument... for one, how old do these supposedly influenced children look that retailers are selling them chewing tobacco? Unless what that means is that "oh, children see big leaguers chew, they store that image up for years, and when they're old enough they rush out and get a nice big tin of Skoal". In which case, if kids can be that influenced by their heroes, in about 10 years time we'll see those fans of the Sox with the Manny hairdo... or worse, SLIDING INTO THIRD BASE HANDS FIRST #@$%!
Sunday, April 09, 2006
Sox 2, Orioles 1: Portrait of a Closer as a Young Man
Schilling seems solid, and this whole "Timlin in the 8th, Papelbon in the 9th" thing is really growing on me. 'Twas the Rangers game redux, except this time the baserunning errors came from the Sox. (He's Crisp... but not that crisp, apparently.) It even had another solid defensive move from Manny. So all's well that ends well. And with Jonathan R. Paplebon on the mound, I'm feeling confident about that ending-well thing. (Yeah, I'm a Sox fan... 2 solid games closing and I'm over the moon.)
Papelbon, as he forges in the smithy of his soul the uncreated conscience of his closer mentality, needs a nickname. Erik J. Heels has suggested "BumbleBee", but unfortunately that tends to remind me of the Bumblebee Man on "the Simpsons". "Little Papi" seems to be taken by W. M. Pena. "White Papi" would probably just be wrong. So... takers?
Schilling seems solid, and this whole "Timlin in the 8th, Papelbon in the 9th" thing is really growing on me. 'Twas the Rangers game redux, except this time the baserunning errors came from the Sox. (He's Crisp... but not that crisp, apparently.) It even had another solid defensive move from Manny. So all's well that ends well. And with Jonathan R. Paplebon on the mound, I'm feeling confident about that ending-well thing. (Yeah, I'm a Sox fan... 2 solid games closing and I'm over the moon.)
Papelbon, as he forges in the smithy of his soul the uncreated conscience of his closer mentality, needs a nickname. Erik J. Heels has suggested "BumbleBee", but unfortunately that tends to remind me of the Bumblebee Man on "the Simpsons". "Little Papi" seems to be taken by W. M. Pena. "White Papi" would probably just be wrong. So... takers?
Saturday, April 08, 2006
Sox 14, Orioles 8: Walk this way
Oriole haplessness is nice to see - 4 runs on 1 hit (and that a bunt single) in the first inning, and the Sox were cruising most of the way...
Oriole haplessness is nice to see - 4 runs on 1 hit (and that a bunt single) in the first inning, and the Sox were cruising most of the way...
Thursday, April 06, 2006
Quick hit
Meanwhile, I haven't had the chance to watch today's games or the chance to digest things fully, but looks like Beckett was smooth, glad for Arroyo hitting his homer in Cincy, and hey, this excerpt by Nate Silver on clutch hitting was an interesting read. As I've argued elsewhere, studies on whether clutch hitting exists tend to divide game situations into clutch/non-clutch, but really, to study it properly requires studying a whole spectrum of possible "key" moments, each varying in the level of 'clutchness'. As Silver notes:
Meanwhile, I haven't had the chance to watch today's games or the chance to digest things fully, but looks like Beckett was smooth, glad for Arroyo hitting his homer in Cincy, and hey, this excerpt by Nate Silver on clutch hitting was an interesting read. As I've argued elsewhere, studies on whether clutch hitting exists tend to divide game situations into clutch/non-clutch, but really, to study it properly requires studying a whole spectrum of possible "key" moments, each varying in the level of 'clutchness'. As Silver notes:
it would help the discussion if we could define situations along a spectrum of importance, or "clutchness."I think Silver's right in saying clutch hitting exists, but it's a very small consideration compared to ability:
That said, apart from the bonus effects of plate discipline, it's probably folly for a club to go looking for clutch hitters -- the ability just isn't important enough in the bigger scheme of things. Producing wins at the plate is about 70 percent a matter of overall hitting ability, 28 percent dumb luck, and perhaps 2 percent clutch- or situational-hitting skill.
Sox 4, Rangers 10: Fluttering hell
The only real consolation out of all this is I have Brad Wilkerson on my fantasy baseball team. The knuckler wasn't doing its job (I don't blame Bard for the passed balls).
The only real consolation out of all this is I have Brad Wilkerson on my fantasy baseball team. The knuckler wasn't doing its job (I don't blame Bard for the passed balls).
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
On morning games
It's actually pretty shocking to find a post on baseball by someone else in Singapore. Okay, so it's by John Holbo, transplanted American, but still. Anyway, he points out a letter in the National Review that claims day games are politically incorrect. Which amused me - as I noted, reverie for the good old prelapsarian days of baseball is probably almost as old as baseball itself, and is silly enough even without ascribing political slants to it. (Having said that, the Cat and Girl comic mentioned in the comments is pretty funny.)
Me, I like my night games. Specifically, I like games that start at 6.30 or 7.30 Eastern. Get to see 'em, early morning, before I head off to work. It's the cup o' Joe to start the day, that exquisite view of a Manny swing putting a game beyond doubt, or that agonising wondering on the subway as I'm forced to abandon the computer to actually head into work.
Yep, baseball season is here. And if you don't think baseball is the same sweet game regardless of what time the games are, then you aren't a baseball purist - you're a baseball Luddite.
It's actually pretty shocking to find a post on baseball by someone else in Singapore. Okay, so it's by John Holbo, transplanted American, but still. Anyway, he points out a letter in the National Review that claims day games are politically incorrect. Which amused me - as I noted, reverie for the good old prelapsarian days of baseball is probably almost as old as baseball itself, and is silly enough even without ascribing political slants to it. (Having said that, the Cat and Girl comic mentioned in the comments is pretty funny.)
Me, I like my night games. Specifically, I like games that start at 6.30 or 7.30 Eastern. Get to see 'em, early morning, before I head off to work. It's the cup o' Joe to start the day, that exquisite view of a Manny swing putting a game beyond doubt, or that agonising wondering on the subway as I'm forced to abandon the computer to actually head into work.
Yep, baseball season is here. And if you don't think baseball is the same sweet game regardless of what time the games are, then you aren't a baseball purist - you're a baseball Luddite.
Opening day: Sox 7, Rangers 3
Good Lord, Coco Crisp is fun to watch. Scoring from first on an Ortiz hit, and that catch that turned a potentially close finish into a harmless final inning.
Ortiz is fun to watch too. But you know that. Hell, he knows that: look at him watching the own sweet arc of yet another ball launched into orbit.
And I'm encouraged by Mike Lowell's homer - not just because it was a homer from a guy upon whom question marks have been floating, but because I'm hoping that's a harbinger of things to come - that sweet pull into left field, sending balls over the Monster or at least peppering the Monster.
Good Lord, Coco Crisp is fun to watch. Scoring from first on an Ortiz hit, and that catch that turned a potentially close finish into a harmless final inning.
Ortiz is fun to watch too. But you know that. Hell, he knows that: look at him watching the own sweet arc of yet another ball launched into orbit.
And I'm encouraged by Mike Lowell's homer - not just because it was a homer from a guy upon whom question marks have been floating, but because I'm hoping that's a harbinger of things to come - that sweet pull into left field, sending balls over the Monster or at least peppering the Monster.
Saturday, April 01, 2006
Boston at Texas - the season starts Monday
Or, in the words of Molly Bloom:
Or, in the words of Molly Bloom:
they want everything in their mouth all the pleasure those men get out of a woman I can feel his mouth O Lord I must stretch myself I wished he was here or somebody to let myself go with and come again like that I feel all fire inside me or if I could dream it when he made me spend the 2nd time tickling me behind with his finger I was coming for about 5 minutes with my legs round him I had to hug him after O Lord I wanted to shout out all sorts of things fuck or shit or anything at all only not to look ugly or those lines from the strain who knows the way hed take it you want to feel your way with a man theyre not all like him thank God some of them want you to be so nice about it I noticed the contrast he does it and doesnt talk I gave my eyes that look with my hair a bit loose from the tumbling and my tongue between my lips up to him the savage brute Thursday Friday one Saturday two Sunday three O Lord I cant wait till Monday
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