The worst day of the year... the day after the end of the regular season. Doesn't it feel weird? Like a morning when the sun doesn't come up or something. I feel like I should be getting ready to root for Balester to bounce back from his worst start of the year. I should be looking forward to see if Martis can get his walks down without lowering his K rate or seeing his batting average against skyrocket. I'm wondering if Dukes can hit a couple more dingers this week or when Guzzy's BABIP will finally succumb to gravity. Instead here I am listening to Lisa Mullins wondering how it is that some people find fat guys pushing against each other or tall guys stuffing a ball through a hoop to be adequate substitutes.
Oh well. Maybe I'll do the crossword.
Monday, September 29, 2008
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It's the right time of year to be feeling this way, but it's still a feeling of loss.
If you and/or any other of your readers want to do a Strat-o-Matic league on SportingNews.com, just give me a shout. We can have baseball yet.
Oh, and don't forget the Arizona Fall League.
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