Turds On (Organic) Rye: The Sox Visit Seattle

we’ll do anything

(other than cuss in the title)

And that’s what you get for being friends with M’s fans.
(just kidding, I went to the second game with one of them).

Don’t be a stranger.

i generally really like lookout landing, but was surprised by this recent post in which a few of them discuss ques tec. problem is, mlb does not use ques tec any longer. they use zone evaluation.
(on the wikipedia page for ques tec, it makes no mention that the system is no longer in use, but if you look here it does.

Just Asian people who think Ichiro is awesome.

Not cuz I hay-cha.

 
ORRRRGGGUUUUUUUULLLLOOOOOO!
What a night.

Danks was amazing. I was about to throw one of the kids in front of me over the fence (very well-behaved children, at the game with Grandma) because of our maddening offense that couldn’t pull up a measly run for Danks.

I kept score last night. Thanks, heart of the order!
How many K’s has that worthless DH of ours had so far this series? 18?
Not very gentlemanly.

I sat 3rd row in the section next to the Sox bullpen in LF.
Since I got my Beckham fill on Monday, I figured I’d position myself behind Q. But my main motivation was to be able to tell Linebrink what a worthless sack of shit he was. The opportunity never came, as we never had a lead to blow.

I did, however, get to root on Big Bad Kidney Stones Be Damned Bobby, who came in to show Aardsma how to properly close a game. And I yelled out a what’s up to Torres, who raised the roof to me, probably stoked as hell that someone knew who he was.

The pregame was rewarding, since most of the game could be summed up as Shit Sandwich (see notes below).

I got there for the gates to open and hung out for an hour and a half around the Sox dugout during batting practice. I got to say hi to most of the players in that time. Ozzie was too funny – big smiles from him and a silly pose (even though I wasn’t taking a picture at the time).

I got Getz’ attention by yelling at him that I was friends with Colin, which oddly, almost instinctively prompted him to put both hands over his asshole.
Not really, but when Getz was pretending not to hear me initially, I cheaply threw out a "Michigan!" which got a wave and a big smile. Sneaky, sneaky.

As Q ran out of the dugout, I got his attention, opened my sign, and witnessed a smile grow on his beautiful face. Q waved and smiled at me. AND probably thinks I’m a nut. Q!

Finally, I glanced up and standing on the fence in the empty dugout was Kenny, lookin’ sharp in a sweater vest. He was facing the field but directly in front of me, so to get his attention, I called out, "Thanks for Peavy and Rios, Kenny!"

He slowly turned around and waved with a smirk that said, "Yeah, I’m the man," and after we made eye contact, he fully turned around and we had a little chat.
I showed him Q!perman and asked him what he thought. He laughed pretty hard and looked around for Q, who was in the clubhouse by then.

"Well, that is something. I like the Qperman, but the unicorns….I don’t know….the unicorns….."
I told him it represted his mysticism! He laughed again.

Even though we left about 67 runners on base throughout the game, I had a good feeling about facing Aardsma in the 9th. Don’t know why….call it good old fashioned orgullo.
When Che was up, I knew a missile was coming. It just cleared the wall next to me, but I was certain it was gone the second it left the bat. And not in the way that most fans seem to think every fly ball hit is a homer.

Boo.yah. Finally, the Sox fans had something to cheer about.

(Danks aside, JD gunning out Branyan at 2nd was the only other opportunity to cheer before Che’s bomb).

I done brought home a winnah after all.

Here’s hoping for Buehrle’s return to awesome tonight and some run support against Seattle’s King!!! :) :) :)

Notes I kept throughout the game:

(Not a fanpost.)

When life gives you lemons, just say “Fuck the lemons,” and bail.

by homesickalien on Aug 12, 2009 8:31 AM PDT reply actions 26 recs