It's been a long, interesting seaon following the Boston Red Sox this year.  What looked so promising in early July faded away.  It reminds me of my youth and the first Boston Massacre in 1978, but it also feels different.  I can't remember watching a sports team get hammered by injuries so mercilessly.   And cancer?  Wow. 

 

It's weird.  I am not sure which player was my favorite.  Kind of childish thing to do, but I like to have one.  I am kind of leaning towards Youklis.  He just goes out and plays hard.  What else do you want when you yourself are just a duffer? 

 

I am not that broken up about the possibility of Trot Nixon leaving.  I haven't been that close to the Sox to feel the tug of emotion for the things he has done over the years.   Manny thing is weird.  He can be brilliant, but his outfield play (as I witnessed in Seattle can be horrible).  I kind of want Lowell and Loretta and Gonzalex to return, but not sure if they will. 

 

I am also not too excited by the MLB playoffs.  I am rooting for the Padres as the only team not to win a World Series.  Not looking so good so far. 

A win.  Go way to end the season. 

 

Timlin falters again.  he has almost as many blown saves as saves. 

 

It's always nice to get a win.   

Ugly. 

 

A game to forget.