The White Sox have pulled within five and a half games of Detroit with a win over the Twins, also increasing their lead in the wild card race to two games over said Twins.
And just yesterday I was bemoaning the Sox and their failing to gain ground on the Tigers when they had the chance. Funny, this little game of baseball is.
And the Cubs won too, helping the Reds climb closer to the Cards.
On a different note, what is up with the Red Sox? They seem to be disintegrating under the pressure of the race. At this point I’m not concerned, because of course they are in direct competition with the White Sox for the only wild card spot. But I will admit I have a soft spot for that “other” Sox team and their fans.
Why?
Because we come from similar boats. We both know what it’s like to love a loser– Well, we did.
Of course it was a little different, seeing as how the R. Sox did have many more chances at the title than their Chicago counterparts, and should have won it in ‘86 had it not been for an infamous first basemen. Dare I name him? nah, you know who I mean.
But I did feel for them a little bit last season, their hopes of a repeat thwarted. I got over that quickly enough.
But I digress.
Good game tonight. Make it just as good tomorrow.
August 20, 2006 at 10:22 am
More than any other sport, baseball is a like a siege war instead of a blitzkrieg. Every night we go into battle and there’s a 50/50 chance to win or lose, but in the end its sum of all the games, not any one individual game that matters.
And when we scream at the end of the night, boy, does it feel good!
August 20, 2006 at 10:35 am
Oh, I know.
Just that we’re getting closer to the time when every game matters.
And I’d much rather have a five game lead than be down five. My nerves can’t handle it.