OK, I think I got about 3 1/2 hours sleep, but now it’s 6:40am and I’m awake again. I wonder how sloppy a game we’re going to see in Game 2 because nobody got enough sleep. Personally, I’m probably going to cheer every pop-up thinking it’s gonna be a home run.
The anti-Moneyball types will say the A’s won because of the bunt, but really, the A’s won because they drew 10 walks. The Red Sox almost won because they hit three home runs. That’s Moneyball right there on both sides.
Speaking of walks, I started having nightmares in advance when Rich Harden came in the game. I thought he might be so nervous he’d walk every batter he saw. Well, he did walk Manny and then uncorked an extremely wild pitch, but he got the job done.
I suppose now is the time to thank Grady Little for intentionally walking Terrence Long.
That bozo (me) who said “Keith Foulke for two innings” doesn’t know what he’s talking about. It’s Keith Foulke for three innings!
I wonder if the Red Sox are regretting only putting 10 pitchers on their roster now.
How effective will Lowe be in Game 3 after throwing two innings? Can Pedro go in Game 4 after 130 pitches last night?
I got to the game during batting practice, and I looked down and who was the very first person I saw? No kidding: Buck Martinez in a horrible brown suit he must have had left over from the 70s, standing out like a sore thumb in a sea of TV sportscasters all dressed in conservative colors. My immediate thought, “They’re out to get me. Run away!” And then: “Maybe seeing him before the series starts won’t count in the curse.” This series ain’t over yet. You never know what will happen when curses collide. I have a feeling we’re gonna see more weird stuff…