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Monday, October 06, 2003

Sox Win! Sox Win!

Oh my GOD. Oh my fucking GOD. Bases loaded, Derek Lowe in to relieve, 2 outs, bottom of the 9th, Sox up 4-3...and Derek throws a nasty, NASTY pitch to win the game. Sox win the series - 3-2. It's time to take out New York.
11:29:40 PM

I'm Too Young To Have An Ulcer

This baseball thing is nasty on me. Sox gave up another run - they're up by 1 with 2 outs in the bottom of the 8th. Normally, I'd be freaking out right now - the Sox bullpen was, shall we say, less than stellar this season. But righ tnow? I'm feeling fine. The pen will triumph. The Sox WILL win.
10:41:00 PM

Collision

Oh my GOD. That was the nastiest collision I've ever seen in baseball - Damian Jackson, ranging way too far back into center field for a popup, slammed head-to-head with Johnny Damon, the Sox centerfielder. They both hit the ground hard...Jackson got up slowly, but got up. Damon stayed down - turned out to be unconscious for at least a few minutes. Ugly stuff. Damon's alright (ish) - concussion, but most likely nothing worse than that. But still...scary image.
10:33:23 PM

Moving Soon...

By the way, I've got Movable Type going and I'm setting up my templates. Once that's set, I'll be changing various pointers (domains, the Salon address, etc...) to point to my new site. I'll consider mirroring posts from Radio to MT until I get myself set up with an aggregator I like...
9:58:02 PM

4-1

Manny!
9:52:48 PM

Yup. Destiny.

Still dazed from yesterday. My throat is torn up from screaming in the 8th and 9th innings, and my whole body just aches. It's a good ache, though. And with the Cubbies winning, I'd lay money on a Sox-Cubs World Series...which, of course, the Sox win in 7, at Fenway.

More later today - gotta work now.
1:01:37 PM

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