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Seeing John Smolz Pitch A Winning Game

Game 86 – At Fenway Park – July 11


Red Sox vs. Kansas City Royals


Game 3 of the Series:  W ~ 15 – 9


John Smoltz vs. Gil Meche


DSC_0935.JPGSince I was at the game this past Monday looking too see John Smoltz’s first win in a Red Sox uniform (and didn’t), I decide I’m going to go to see Saturday’s game virtually at the last minute. And, yes Sport’s Fans, a Red Sox fan can get tickets to Fenway Park at the last minute. Well, I can anyway. I am a huge fan of John Smolz. I want to see him get a win.


I also am a big fan of a couple of Kansas City pitchers: Both Zack Greinke and Gil Meche. No, I’m not a band-wagon Greinke fan; I can spot a pitcher with something special a mile away. But what on earth ever happened to Gil Meche? For a few seasons past, he had something remotely special, especially against the Red Sox. Oh, what these teams do to their pitchers.


DSC_0921.JPGAnyhoo, the game starts out as a virtual slug-fest. Gotta love those bats coming alive early and often. My boy Youk, having some recent trouble at the plate nails two, I say two, homers! Varitek, knowing I had my camera, decides to show off and give me a home run treat. I know he did it for
DSC_0975.JPGme to show his appreciation of my support for him in the off-season. No, really; I know he did. And, BIG PAPI! I’m loving the comeback, dude! Not to forget, the little man, Pedroia, hits a triple.


So we sail into the top of the fifth with a 9 – 0 lead. One would think, yea(!), Smoltz has this one wrapped up: His first Red Sox win. Wrong! By the seventh inning stretch, I’m ready to throw up. With the
DSC_0993.JPGcombined efforts of MDC and my boy Masterson (who incidentially gets my free-pass on this one), the KCR have come within two runs of tying this one up!  


Well, when all is said and done, the Red Sox get back into the game and pull a win out of the blue. Ya know? Ya gotta’ love these guys but it really
DSC_0982.JPGstill takes a lotta effort to love them unconditionally.


Glad the All-Star break is here. We could use some regrouping. Let the second half of the season begin. I’m definately psyched for some October-like baseball! 



The Start of Something Good

fblogo.jpgMy Fantasy has begun.


I am so excited; I love fantasy. Plus I love baseball. What a perfect match. So this is what it is like to be the manager of an excellent baseball team? I’m walking with a spring in my step and a smile pasted on my face.


Yesterday we drafted our players to our Fantasy Baseball team. There are twelve random fans in my league. I don’t know any of them but I was able to meet them on the little chat board they have attached to the league. One thing I can say, at least eight of them are men. Also to my advantage, I think, they are mostly all National League fans. I can dig it. Don’t they remember that the American League has been winning all the All-Star games in the past however long it has been? If they don’t know, please don’t let the cat out of the bag.


Only three must have day jobs because there were only three that had their drafts set up on auto-pilot. I’m a bit uncomfortable with that concept simply because I am so indecisive by nature. The players that I thought I wanted three weeks ago, or even three days ago aren’t necessarily who I wanted during the draft. And oh, the pressure! I’m very happy with my choices. My outfield could use a bit of upgrading, though. I’m a bit concerned that there are a lot of big bats that double as outfielders and I may have overlooked grabbing those players. We’ll see.


youkpetey.JPGMy strategy was to get my pitching out of the way. Maybe I’m na├»ve and really screwed up (remember, I got to pick third), but I think pitching wins games, which wins championships so why not have pitching be the first choice? Other than pitching, my second and third choices were Kevin Youkilis and Dustin Pedroia. I can’t believe that after 36 picks, Petroia was still available when it came back to me. What were they thinking? Don’t they read the sports page?


snowman.JPGWith just hours to go before the official start of Spring Training, I couldn’t be more excited. I’m really sick of people complaining about the weather here in
New England. Yea, we had a January filled with cold and weird snow. Yes, weird. (Haven’t yet been able to make a snowman. Never in my life has winter gone by without a snowman peering in my windows at night. No good packing snow. What can you do?) But isn’t it supposed to be cold in January?


Spring is in the air. Unfortunately I can’t breath because of this but, it’s all
good. My neighbor has his trees tapped and the syrup is flowing. So, it is official. Let spring begin!