Ladyjane, Friend of the Blog, asked me on Twitter during tonight’s loss to the Red Sox if I had a crying equivalent of the “laughing lady” I often post in happy times. Above is the best I could come up with. This old crone pretty much embodies the way I feel after yet another defeat.
The odd thing is it didn’t really matter to me that it was against Boston. I’m just disgusted with the way the boys are playing, period. They wasted yet another good starting pitching performance (Colon and his stem cells were outstanding). They couldn’t hit with runners in scoring position. Their defense was suspect. And Joba’s relief work was inconsistent.
Were there fun moments? Sure. Loved the double steal. Loved Granderson’s triple. Loved Martin’s homer. Loved…Oh, who am I kidding. I hate that we’re in this skid.
Yes, it’s a long season and there will be plenty of ups and downs. But if I see Tex pop up in a key situation one more time, I’ll go insane.