… and the ones I do know are way past their prime.”
“Most of these guys never had a prime.”
“This guy here is dead! ”
“Well, cross him off then.” Classic.
OK; that’s a little extreme…but it’s almost how many Sox fans undoubtedly felt when they saw the lineup last night. Sad when the highlight of the night is a roaring ovation for a rookie’s first Major League hit. After being drafted just after Trot Nixon in 1993.
What makes a guy like that hang on, I wonder? Toiling around in the minors since 1993? Yes, I know he had a short stint in Japan, but I have to think that hanging on to your baseball dream for that many prime years of your life can’t be that good of a thing.
Anyway, with Damon out, Millar getting over manhugytis (ok; it’s actually food poisoning) the B- lineup didn’t fare well last night. Can’t win ’em all, I suppose, but that was ugly.
Here’s an interesting note from the above link:
For the first time since 1914 the Red Sox have three players with 15 or more stolen bases. Damon has 28 steals, Nomar Garciaparra 17 and Damian Jackson 15. In 1914 Tris Speaker had 42, Hal Janvrin 29, Duffy Lewis 22, Harry Hooper 19 and Larry Gardner 16.
The poor, poor Yankees are being forced to play a nooner today to try to sneak one in before the hurricane hits Baltimore. Granted, if the same thing were happening to the Sox, I’d be up in arms…but the reaction it should elicit from Steinbrenner should be priceless.
Bob Ryan with a good column today.
It’s baseball. Trite as it sounds, you can’t win ’em all, even when a fanatical fandom is engulfed in Wild Card Fever.
There’s always a tomorrow in baseball. “We don’t have time to sulk,” said Varitek. “We haven’t had time all year to sulk. We’ve just got to go out and win a ballgame tomorrow.”
Sorry. It doesn’t get any deeper than that. If you want to micromanage till your hair hurts, you’ll have to go to Foxborough.