We're good with that.
First, it would give the home crowd something to cheer: Every walk, every base hit, every long at bat, every run.
Aside from a Yank victory, there may be nothing sweeter in the universe than watching Papelbon blow a save.
It's wonderful. You see the eyes bug out from the visor, while he huff the cheeks, trying to scare the batter. And then, poof, he's backing up third, windmilling his arm, pissed because they ruined his night.
Here's a dirty little truth about tonight's game: Nobody cares. Not the players. Not the TV viewers. Nobody.
I'm happy that Mike Mussina got snubbed for the team. Maybe it'll re-ignite the fire in him. I'm delighted to think Jason Giambi can't look back on this season and view it a success simply because he made the All-Star team. It's been shitty -- Andy Pettitte is right -- and I don't want anybody thinking otherwise.
If Papelbon wants to pitch in Yankee Stadium with the game on the line, let him.
Either way, we win:
If he holds, the AL wins.
And if he fails... ahhhhhhhhhahahaha. Delicious.
Bring him in, Terry Francona. Let him pitch.
If Joe Girardi can't kick this team in the pants, maybe it's up to you.
Please stay away from the mescaline when you are posting.
ReplyDeleteStick with the lite beer and the Bartles & Jaymes. PLEASE.
c'mon. Without anus face, the game would not have gone into the 14th. It would have been boring!
ReplyDeleteNow, Francoma can be second guessed for the rest of the year.