*sigh*
It's that time of year again.
As the weather finally starts to turn cooler (lows in the 50s at night!), the a/c bills start to decline, classes resume at local schools, and Labor Day approaches...
...the Red Sox slump arrives with a vengeance.
Not just losing 5 - count 'em - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 - games to the dreaded Evil Empire, but all 5 of the losses happened within the confines of "Friendly Fenway" (not so much for our boys), 3 of the losses were full-on poundings (Yanks scored 12+ runs), and 1 loss was a come-from-behind win by the pinstripes partially due to Papelbon's blown save of a game that should have been another W for Schilling and another S for our young rookie.
*sigh*
Sometimes it's hard to be a Red Sox fan. And no matter what all those pundits claimed about
It will all be different if they win the Series, it really hasn't changed at all. Still the same emotional roller coaster. Still the same passion. Still the same frustration and disappointment with the wasted money and too many players on the DL and too few talented arms in the bullpen.
*sigh*
