Why I oughta..!
"You can't allow the luxury of a negative thought".
-Joe Torre, on K Bros radio feature.
"OH MY GOD, IT'S HAPPENING AGAIN!!!!!
-Dodger Tony from his dishevelled apartment.
That's why Joe is Joe and I have large empty patches of skull from the chunks of hair I pulled out Larry Fine style this past weekend.
As the ninth inning started, was I worried (what me worry?) that the Dodgers might upchuck another one, with the team more than comfortably ahead. Are you crazy? I may be dumb but I'm not that....wait a minute, Berroa didn't get Victorino? Hold on a minute, Utley's ball lands in front of Manny. It can't be, there's no way that...HEY ABBOTT!!!!!!
As Ryan Howard came up to bat, I found myself beginning to laugh. My laughter then became a chortle, then my chortle became hysteria. I was maniacally ripping shreds of hair from my pate, laughing and shredding chunks of Brill Cream and Score from what remnants of toupee I have left after the last week. Is the universe playing Lucy with the football on my head again?
Luckily, Broxy got the out and the Dodgers held on for dear life in an absolutely terrible and atrocious win, one of the worst wins I have seen in recent memory. But one I will take. Do you hear that Adam Dunn? I'm not scared of you and your 900 foot homeruns and 250 K's.
We got Nomah coming back and that means no easy outs anywhere up and down the lineup.
Jeff Kent scares me. Gulp!