Random Thoughts Before the Game

Just some random thoughts to do with the game (or maybe not) to get out the nervousness in the pit of my belly (or is it just the lousy food I had an hour ago weighing on me?) as Game Six looms in a matter of 36 minutes (perhaps it looms, period, by the time I finish...

Game 4 of the 2004 ALCS

The Boston Red Sox had their backs to the wall, and people were either off the bandwagon or are precipiously close to falling off. It was a wild, tight game through and through. The Red Sox crowd was noticeably quiet (quieter, I should say) compared to regular season...

Why am I not worried?

Today, Sam Killay of Raystalk stands in for Evan in his hour of need. It’s October, game 3 of the ALCS, the Sox are down 0-2 to the hated, accursed, vicious, baby-slapping New York Yankees, our vaunted offense has failed us miserably in innings 1-6 in each of...

Hanging On

So we lost. Again. Game Two. Martinez v. Lieber. Okay, where are all these Yankee aces coming from? No, really. Mussina and Lieber? Jon Lieber? What’s with this home-plate umpire debauchery? Let’s call a strike a strike folks, and a ball a ball. Will the...

Believe.

The bane of existence. My order for the wire to connect my digitial camera to my computer finally arrived, so the pictures you see here are from September 24, 2004. (I apologize in advance for the lousy pictures. (a) My camera was broken and got fixed. But every time...