My mouth is dry.
Throat’s feeling a little closed up.
There’s a little something going on with my stomach.
What is that? It’s this old familiar thing. Like something that you kinda remember from a dream. It’s…it’s…it’s HOPE!!!
Goddammit it’s HOPE. Holy Schmoley!!
2 for 2 in this series against the Sux, 4.5 back in the WC race going into today, and at press time, leading 3-0 in the 2nd inning after lighting up Lester in the first and forcing him to throw 40+ pitches in search of his first 3 outs. Holy freaking schmoley.
C’mon Rays! Keep this pressure on! Keep this intensity up! If (when) we surge into the postseason it will be the most unlikely entrance since, well, the ’08 Rays, given all that we shed before the start of this season. Let my optimism not be a jinx, but I think we’re 7 innings away from beign 3.5 back with 17 games to play.