I've already said how much I hate 'here's why I haven't written' posts, but basically there's been a confluence of factors distracting my from baseball in my first week back from vacation, namely, starting a new job, though I am following, as usual.
Just watching the text message score updates last night gave me emotional whiplash. 2-0 Rockies...I knew I was right to skip Daisuke! Are the Sox going to get swept? WTF?
3-2 Sox...oh me of little faith...
4-2 Sox...6-2 Sox...I am obviously too pessimistic for my own good!
6-4 Sox...uh oh.
7-6 Rockies...back to glad I'm missing this one...
*Text message service blips, and the next score I get is 11-8 Sox* What in the freakin hell...
11-9 Sox...here we go again!
11-11 Oh for the love of Pete!!
13-11 Sox...well...my reaction can best be expressed in the form of an amazing video I saw of reactions to Landon Donovan's World Cup Goal this week. Especially when I found out that my fierce favorite, Dustin Pedroia -- whose stature only continues to grow in my eyes -- was the hero.Three freakin' homers and 5 RBI??
The only thing better than watching Dustin Pedroia kick ass and take names at the plate and haul ass around the bases is hearing him talk about it afterwards: "Oh, yeah, I hit a lot of bombs. Don’t kid yourself.”
And it seems the 'scrappy' meme is finally, finally dying when it comes to the Pup. As Yahoo! Sports' Jeff Passan put it:
By now, we needn’t. Everyone knows Pedroia isn’t a joke, some little balding guy with a big, bad beard scratching out the 25th spot on a roster because of his pluck and chemistry and other immeasurables often attributed to short white guys. He is a ballplayer, and that is about the best compliment one in his profession can earn.
I don't watch soccer and I didn't see either of these things happen live, but watching the replays gives me goose bumps the size of gumdrops.