I won't be mistaken for Nostradamus anytime soon, but I stand by a few of my comments from yesterday:
1. The Rays are screwed. I guarantee they lose the series.
2. The heat's on Boston, but that doesn't seem to be a problem. And I don't see Tampa getting loosey-goosey with all those damn cowbells in there. I heard conversations across the fucking dome last time I was there, so the cowbells must be at migraine level.
3. The Rays took pitches at first last night, but abandoned ship when things got choppy. Senor Pena?!
4. I don't even think Boston looks that great, honestly. But neither does anyone else. If Beckett & Lester (sounds like a brand of water crackers) even pitch at 75% strength, this scampi's cooked.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
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