well, the cubs have had a 1.5 game lead over the brewers for, like, three weeks, right?1. Still looking for that pesky "fast-forward reality" button.
2. Well, at least the Red Sox save some of their more maddening losses for Sundays (the bases loaded Big Papi pop-up against Rivera last week, one-run loss to the freakin' Devil Rays yesterday, with a side of Wake's flesh-eating suck disease continuing to rage despite a direct application of the Tropicana Field treatment). If I wasn't able to simultaneously balance those games out with stompings by the Patriots, I'd probably be in jail/passed out in a gutter somewhere. That Randy Moss, he's doing God's work. He helps his own team win games, and he's kept legions of Red Sox fans distracted enough that they haven't started killing themselves en masse.
3. Which is not to say that Josh Beckett is not doing his part to keep me off the ledge. When I think about Josh Beckett getting (extra) cocky and going on a post-season tear, I have to reach for the smelling salts.
4. Throughout the season, I have allowed myself to be soothed with various statistical projections of win percentage. You know, blah blah if the Sox play .500 ball for the rest of the season, the Yankees would still have to go on some kind of crazy tear to catch them. And, well, we saw how that worked out. On Saturday, someone pointed out that if the Sox went 4-3 over their last seven games, the Yankees would have to go 7-1 over their last eight games to tie for the division, and I thought "Hey, that's totally do-able!" I was an idiot. It's clear to me now that the Yankees are not going to lose another game this season. The Sox are going to have to go similarly undefeated or someone is going to have to give Jorge Posada bird flu.
5. I keep telling myself: no matter what happens, there will be baseball at Fenway in October. Sometimes it helps. Especially when I'm also thinking about Randy Moss.