Monday, October 01, 2007
It must have been amazing to have been at Shea yesterday. Saturday afternoon the day before John Maine had taken the team as close as it has ever been to a no-hitter, 8 2/3 innings over the course of a 13-0 pasting of the Marlins. "We weren't going to lose today," he said. No, that would be to easy. Instead, Tom Glavin, the poor bastard, took the mound Sunday and proceeded to give up seven earned runs over 2/3rds of the first inning. It is hard to think of anything in sports that might have been as painful to watch. Oh wait-- watching the remaining 8 1/3 innings would have to be right there. And come to think of it, the Mets' September is on the list, too.
Tribe takes on the Yanks. Does the scotch go to the backer of the team that wins the series, or to the Jim on the grounds that the Indians finished with the better record?
Tribe takes on the Yanks. Does the scotch go to the backer of the team that wins the series, or to the Jim on the grounds that the Indians finished with the better record?
