Well, last night’s game clinches it: I have to take a break from the Red Sox. I don’t mind when they lose while playing well, but they’ve been playing some of the ugliest baseball for the past two months. How does a “good” team have the bases loaded and no out, and not score a single run? And I don’t remember seeing a team commit so many errors: just in the past two games against the Yankees, they’ve allowed more unearned runs than they’ve scored themselves.
Even the eternally-optimistic Edward Cossette, author of Bambino’s Curse, is now singing a pessimistic tune (“By the way, don’t look up because the sky is falling”). So no more games for me until next Thursday (’cause we have tickets to that one), and instead I’ll spend more time gardening to regain some sanity…