Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Sox Lost

If only Boone Logan could use one of those arms...and doesn't the face look like Ozzie?

So, OK, the Sox lost. Am I heartbroken, crying about another loss in the playoffs? Am I beside myself with anguish?

Hell no.

Keep in mind, that anything that the Sox did this year was a pleasant surprise. Quentin and Ramirez produced far more than anyone thought, and the Sox pitching staff went above and beyond the call of duty. We were projected to finish last in the AL Central by almost every single sporting publication.

And yet we persevere.

MAKING the playoffs was already ridiculous, because let's face it, we were not worthy. Losing to the D-Rays doesn't upset me at all. They played great baseball, showed that speed and OBP are more important than the long ball, and were ultimately a class act (see: John Danks' fist bump with the enemy after colliding with the runner on a pop up).

That said, I'm pretty stoked to see what the Sox do in the offseason, and what the team looks like next year with an impressive core of starting pitchers that will be around for years to come (Buerhle, Danks, Floyd, Richard). There's no crying in baseball.


Richardson said...

So what you're saying is, "Too bad we couldn't get any further in the playoffs, but there's always next year."

Gepetto said...

The difference is, I didn't expect to get there. That was a bonus. And winning a game was icing on the cake.

I'm not crushed, I'm not decimated, and I'm not making effigies outside 35h and Shields.