Saturday, August 19, 2006

gut check time


So things went a bit awry last night, and in an ugly (and not unexpected slobberknocker of a game) the Yanks won 14-11. However, before Red Sox Nation begins to panic, I would like to quote a line from Walter (John Goodman) to The Dude (Jeff Bridges) in the Big Lebowski: " Nothing is fucked, dude."

the pressure has increased dramatically, and it's time for Josh Beckett to start earning his money. I considered today a toss up; now it's a must win. If Beckett can step up, things go back to 2 1/2 games, then ace Yankee killer Curt Schilling takes the ball tomorrow and gets a win to settle things right back to where we started this whole thing; 1 1/2.

2 comments:

Da Old Man said...

Just checking in mid-game.

It's 10-5.

Beckett sucks.

In case you missed it.

Da Old Man said...

Yankees pummel Red Sox behind Damon
13-5.

Just in case your TV exploded.

Or you threw a brick at it.