Friday, April 08, 2005

Yuck.

Bad bad day for the Sox bullpen yesterday. Not only did they manage to blow a 5-2 lead and wreck a rare good outing for Jose Contreras, but they also managed to shit the bed so badly that they ended up losing 11-5. Ouch.

There's an old 70's dusty called "Love Is Like A Baseball Game." Well, yesterday's baseball game was kinda like love, only in a bad way. You know, when you've got the girl home on the first date, she's ripping off her bra and clawing at your trousers...and all of a sudden she's like "Oh yeah, I have herpes. And a boyfriend."

I'm gonna pin the blame for this square on Ozzie Guillen. This isn't the NL. You don't burn through your ENTIRE bullpen to the point where you have 5th starter Jon Garland and backup catcher (!) warming up out in the left field 'pen. Now we're gonna have at least one necessary arm (Vizcaino) nice and rubbery for the Minnesota series this weekend. Grrr.