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Originally posted by spookyfish
Note to Coltrane: It's not only you.
Confidential to str8: If you are still betting on the Indians, and I say this as your imaginary internet chat-board friend -- PLEASE STOP NOW.
I knew going into this week that Tampa Bay was going to be dangerous to our playoff chances (not to mention the day off on Monday) but GOD DAMN, what the fucking hell happened to the bats?
Two losses by one run. The guy they face yesterday comes into the game with a 6-11 record and an ERA over 7, and looks like Cy-Fucking-Young.
Not only that, but I got to witness the most pathetic "bench clearing" confrontation in baseball history. Tampa Bay's catcher starts jawing at Coco Crisp (best baseball name ever, btw) about taking his time outside the batter's box. Crisp says something back. The two of them face off, jawing at each other over the home plate umpire, and the bullpens run out onto the field. Commentator says he understands that catcher is trying to keep his pitcher "in rhythm". Meanwhile, this whole thing causes at least a five-minute delay. They show Pinella in the dugout laughing his ass off.
Tonight is a must-win. I need to get some Tums or something.
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(A) I feel a
little relief right now...apparently if the Sox win today we clinch the division (b/c we will guarantee a tie with Cleveland and we'll finish with the better head-to-head record - this isn't how it used to be done, is it?)
eta: my mistake. They clinch a playoff spot with a win today. Cleveland needs to lose for them to clinch the division.
(B) Coco should go by his real name: Covelli. That's a pretty fucking cool name. That's the name "C" should have had in
A Bronx Tale.
(C) Speaking of
A Bronx Tale, str8 is the Indians' Eddie Mush.
Now yous can't leave.
