Ah, NY traffic. Getting to the Stadium yesterday for the Yanks-ChiSox game wasn’t a picnic, with lots of rush-hour traffic on the Deegan. Getting home wasn’t exactly fun either, since the Yankees traffic directors force you to spend an extended amount of time in a not-so-nice part of the Bronx before finally hitting the highway back home.
But I don’t care. The ChiSox got a win! And, more excitingly, the bullpen did not cough it up!
Humber was fantastic, carrying a no-hitter into the seventh inning. I was hoping that he would maintain the no-no into the ninth, so that Ozzie could not take him out and we would not have to go to *gasp* the bullpen. (I have absolutely ZERO faith in our bullpen at this point, and I know that’s bad. I can’t wish for an October run and bash the oh-so-crucial bullpen at the same time.) But Humber gave up a hit to A-Rod in the seventh, so to start the eighth, out trotted Chris Sale. He did not blow it, to my relief.
Then came Sergio Santos…
Granderson-A-Rod-Teixiera, a 2-0 ChiSox lead, and a crazy Stadium crowd in the bottom of the ninth. My heart was pounding as it was, and then Granderson hit a leadoff single. I buried my head in my sweatshirt, and looked up just in time to see Granderson steal second. The crowd went nuts, and since they were so loud that no one could hear me, I yelled “NOOOOOO!!!!” I could see it now…a two-run shot by A-Rod…out trots Thornton…a solo walk-off shot by Teixeira…my imagination went nuts. But no! Three more quick outs! A win! A win! A win!
Then we got to sit for 45 minutes in traffic immeshed in the dark Bronx streets not completely sure where we were going. But once we got onto a well-lit highway, I forgot about that. Because…
WHITE SOX WON!!
Tonight’s first pitch is in less than 5 minutes. Let’s do it again, boys.
Tonight, the Sox played the Rays on MLB Network, which means I finally got to watch them live for the first time all season. Unfortunately, my cable was acting up and I missed the first three innings. By the time my TV stopped cubing and freezing, we were up 5-0, en route to a 9-2 final score, which snaps our seven-game losing streak.
It was a lot of fun to watch this game, where everything seemed to click. It was clean, tight baseball. No sloppy fielding, no leaving the bases loaded, just a fun game to watch. Floyd did plunk a couple of guys and threw a wild pitch, but hey, as long as it didn’t lead to a barrage of runs by the Rays, I was happy. Plus, Juan Pierre picked me up another stolen base for my fantasy team, which is nice since I’m getting creamed in all other offensive categories. Apparently, all of the other position players I selected have decided to take the month of April off, with the exception of Ryan Braun. I sadly had to bid adieu to the only other two guys on my roster who are awake, Curtis Granderson and Nick Swisher, to obtain Neftali Feliz. (Thank you, Matt Thornton, for letting me down in the relief-pitching area and forcing me to make that trade. Yet another reason I am annoyed with you.)
Anyways, I’m hoping the ChiSox give me an encore of tonight on Monday, when I get to see them live and in the flesh at Yankee Stadium. The pitching matchup does not look pretty though: Philip Humber (he of the 4.42 ERA) against A.J. Burnett (he of the 4.37 ERA). Sigh. Maybe they’ll defy all logic and get me home by 11 so I can actually be conscious for my Spanish test 1st period. Then again, 1st period starts at 7:25 a.m., so that’s unlikely, game or no game.
Of my fantasy baseball draft, that is. This year, our league finally decided to do a live draft, which is nice, since we got to control who we got instead of Yahoo! randomly picking players for you. (Last year, Yahoo! selected Miguel Olivo as my starting catcher. He was not even starting on his own team.)
The Roster of The Ozzies (Quite the team name, I know)
I’m pretty pleased. My bench is a bit weak, but I absolutely love my pitching staff. And of course, the White Sox are well represented, with Pierre, Thornton, and Danks making my roster. I wanted to get Gordon Beckham with my last pick, but my friend snatched him up with the pick before me. Oh well.
So of course, the start of fantasy baseball season signals the start of REAL. LIVE. BASEBALL. I am so excited I could honestly start jumping up and down right now. All in all, this weekend seems like it will be very exciting, sports-wise. Prime-time on Thursday, the Giants will take on the Dodgers, and my favorite non-White Sox player, Tim Lincecum will take the mound. Then Friday is Opening Day for the ChiSox, and while I will not be able to watch it live, just knowing that real baseball is taking place thrills me. Lastly, on Saturday, the NCAA tournament will continue with the Final Four games, and I love the Final Four almost as much as I love the World Series. I have notified all my friends that they cannot contact me from 6-11 on Saturday night, when I will watch the battle of the underdogs, VCU and Butler, and then cheer on my homestate UConn Huskies. Don’t get too many sports weekends better than this.
Oh yeah, this is my 20th entry! I know my entries have come only about once a week lately, but please keep reading. I appreciate all of your comments and am so happy to have made it to this milestone 🙂