Best thing I saw last night: Scott Proctor walk in the winning run for the Orioles in the bottom of the ninth inning at Camden Yards. And this AFTER he’d hit Hernandez on the arm but the umpire ruled it a foul ball or something because he was too busy being mesmerized by Derek Jeter’s calm eyes or some shit. But no, seriously, Scott Proctor is like my favorite. I want that guy to pitch all the time.
Worst thing I saw last night: Typo Gabbard doing his own impersonation of Scott Proctor and walking a cast of thousands, mixing in a hit by a pitch or two and just generally making a mess of things. ‘Course, the Sox, led by the Mighty Eric Hinske and Spyboy Lowell made a game out of it, and for that, I give them credit. But let’s not be digging these holes for ourselves in the first place, okay, gentlemen?
Afternoon game today. Matsuzaka brings his music to the mound and tries to salvage a game and avoid a sweep at the hands of the Seattle Sea-Faring Gentlemen. Ahoy!
(Still not sleeping…)