I was hesitant to add this entry today regarding yesterday's game. In fact, I just wanted to forget it even happened and move on with the day. Fresh start so to speak. But no matter how much I drank last night (and I drank a lot), I couldn't seem to get the game out of my head. They were so close... What happened Oswalt in the 5th inning? And then to come back in the sixth and pitch like the Oswalt of old was confusing. And don't even get me started on Astacio... Garner, why didn't you put in Wandy instead?
Ooohhh... My head is still feeling the effects of my drinking from last night. You see what's happening don't you? The Astros are turning me into an alcoholic. I have to drink just to get the pain out of my head. It's either that or I poke out my eyes with an ice pick to keep the images from my brain.
Oh baseball gods, why have you forsaken me?
But I am a faithful fan non the less, so I will pull a Patsy Cline and stand by my man (men?). Oh crap, you get the picture...
I will not second guess Garner's decisions in the game. Hell, he got us to the World Series when no one else could. I just wish it made some kind of sense sometimes.
The eternal optimist in my wants to believe that we can still win four games in a row and win it all. Screw the statistics and history books. We have been defying the odds all season long. Hell, once again we weren't even supposed to be in the World Series. But I am truly a pessimist at heart. So all I really want is to not be swept in the World Series.
Come on Astros... Go out fighting. Swing for the fences and let's show 'em what were made of (I imagine painted faces at this point with a strong Scottish accent. My character will be portrayed by Mel Gibson).
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