
I have said more than once that the game is never boring when Keith Foulke takes the mound.
Dear Keith Foulke,
PLEASE BE BORING. Oh, and next time you see Tito eyeing Embree, get the rest of the bullpen tie Alan up and stuff him in a closet, okay? It's not very nice, but it's for the good of the team.
Recovering from near heart failure,
Cathryn
Our bullpen sucks. Well, okay, that's not fair to Timlin. Or Myers. Or, fuck, even Halama, or ANYONE WHO IS NOT NAMED ALAN EMBREE BECAUSE ALAN EMBREE SUCKS.
Dear Alan Embree,
Please to stop sucking. I do not enjoy cringing every time you get in the game and being validated for doing so within thirty seconds.
RAR,
Cathryn
If I ever do get around to creating the Tigstro Sox, the bullpen ain't gonna be too Sox-heavy.
We did win, 10-9 (I had a feeling that ninth inning homer from Johnny would end up being important), in spite of our pitching's best efforts - yes, Boomer, I am looking at you too. We've seen worse from you, but we've also seen much, much better. Like just last week. Please, please, even out and be consistent. Preferably consistently good.
In other news: The Astros shut out the Rockies, 7-0. And, yes, it's the Rockies, but YAY anyway. I'll take any damn win they can get.
Also, what is up with the Yankees and the Devil Rays? The D-Rays, insane as it is, seem to be in the Yankees' heads. Yankees lose, 5-4, which I expected on account of poor Sean Henn being yanked up from AA to replace Kevin Brown. Last time Sean started, he was replacing Randy Johnson, also against the D-Rays, and he got shelled. That poor kid. I really hope they aren't permanently fucking up his confidence. Still, though, Sean's lack of major league readiness has nothing to do with the Yankees getting shut out for eight innings. The Yankees and the Devil Rays. Who'd've guessed?
So: A win that almost felt like a loss, a win that I didn't see, and an expected loss that was weird anyway.