The Red Sox take 2-3 from the Phillies over the weekend …
So two out of three ain't bad?
Could be worse, but I wouldn't set the Tivo to record October baseball just yet. [Laughs]
As Bob Ryan says, "This is a team that needs to start playing like a true contender, not some blustery pretender."
Pinto bean thinks the Sox' problems lie in a tremendous fall off in power from the 4th slot to the fifth. The five, six and seven hitters combined have a slugging percentage in the low .400's.
Six behind the Yankees in the loss column, four ahead of the Devil Rays … Sadness drips like water beads in a half-poisoned well.
My fucking hopes are narrowing down, narrowing down toward almost nothing …
I'm like a bug in the bathroom when you flick on the lightswitch at 3 a.m.
The final 3 speeches (beginning with "Sadness drips" are from the Charles Bukowski poem "Straight on Through." In particular I love the "half-poisoned well" line from Bukowski as it mirrors the whole glass half-full, glass half-empty bit comparing optimists and pessimists which is such a major part of being a Red Sox fan, i.e., what are you, optimist or pessimist, on any given day?