F*** off.
- signed, RSN
Showing posts with label Sawxblogging. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sawxblogging. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
I Was Worried...
Until:
After Beckett was nails in game 5, I was still considered, because no way Carmona could suck twice in a row, right? I of course failed to contend with the positive Mojo of one Jonathan David Drew:

Of course, if you say "Come on J.D., one Fnking TIME!" often enough, it will be ONETIME sometime. This time just happened to be the right time. Good times.
But that just got us to Game Seven. Three years ago, the thought process was "it would be just like them to get us to 7 and then..." But, with clearer eyes, I noticed something: Indians fans felt like they were cursed. I didn't consider it "in the bag" especially after we scored 3 instead of 13 in innings 1-3. But being a part of the second most negative fan base in a given game is far more pleasant.
So, on to Colorado, and I would be lying if I said I wasn't ridiculously confident. Don't get me wrong, the Rockies have a nice team, and I'll watch the replays of Tulowitski turning that 360 doubleplay as long as they want to keep showing it. But this is a team that has played over it's head, and now has had a couple of days to come back to earth. I think it's unavoidable that we're just bigger, badder and meaner. The closest parallel is last spring's Golden State Warriors. Inspired run to get past Dallas, but Utah just beat the crap out of them, and despite Baron Davis's Beard doing this (any excuse, imo) Utah was just too much.
And much like that series, I think Sox in 5.
After Beckett was nails in game 5, I was still considered, because no way Carmona could suck twice in a row, right? I of course failed to contend with the positive Mojo of one Jonathan David Drew:
Of course, if you say "Come on J.D., one Fnking TIME!" often enough, it will be ONETIME sometime. This time just happened to be the right time. Good times.
But that just got us to Game Seven. Three years ago, the thought process was "it would be just like them to get us to 7 and then..." But, with clearer eyes, I noticed something: Indians fans felt like they were cursed. I didn't consider it "in the bag" especially after we scored 3 instead of 13 in innings 1-3. But being a part of the second most negative fan base in a given game is far more pleasant.
So, on to Colorado, and I would be lying if I said I wasn't ridiculously confident. Don't get me wrong, the Rockies have a nice team, and I'll watch the replays of Tulowitski turning that 360 doubleplay as long as they want to keep showing it. But this is a team that has played over it's head, and now has had a couple of days to come back to earth. I think it's unavoidable that we're just bigger, badder and meaner. The closest parallel is last spring's Golden State Warriors. Inspired run to get past Dallas, but Utah just beat the crap out of them, and despite Baron Davis's Beard doing this (any excuse, imo) Utah was just too much.
And much like that series, I think Sox in 5.
Friday, October 19, 2007
Josh ******* Beckett
Not to go all Tom Friedman, but JB says "Suck on this, Cleveland."
You want to bring in my (smoking-hot, FWIW) ex to sing the anthem? Glad she got free tickets. You want to have Kenny Lofton try to get in my head? Watch me tell Kenny, in the words of Billy Batts, "now, go get your f*****g shinebox!"
You want to trot out McCarver and the increasingly pompous and moronic Joe Buck? Actually, at this point, I'm ready to surrender. Or call in reinforcements:
And final thoughts, for Game Six, please to be showing me more of this
and far less of this
Thanks in advance, Tito.
Monday, October 15, 2007
Hyachachachachacha
Amazing how that one little thing just comes up a bites you in the arse. The whole second half of the season, all of RSN has been living in holy terror of being forced to pitch Eric Gagne in a big spot...and den?
And den, as the fembots in DWMC? would say, "And den no more and then!" (Except there were still six more runs of and den, including Franklin Guttieriez's "look, I really am a major league hitter" A-rod special.) Just like that, all the optimism has been sucked out of the room, so when Kenny Lofton (who I'm fairly certain has more years than pounds on his body) jacks one and Jake Westbrook dominates, we say "of f*^*G course they did."
Let me just say that if we don't get off to a lead tomorrow, I will not be loving life.
And den, as the fembots in DWMC? would say, "And den no more and then!" (Except there were still six more runs of and den, including Franklin Guttieriez's "look, I really am a major league hitter" A-rod special.) Just like that, all the optimism has been sucked out of the room, so when Kenny Lofton (who I'm fairly certain has more years than pounds on his body) jacks one and Jake Westbrook dominates, we say "of f*^*G course they did."
Let me just say that if we don't get off to a lead tomorrow, I will not be loving life.
Thursday, October 11, 2007
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