Games are over when the Royals take a lead into the 7th, and when your starting pitcher gives you eight innings of zero-run ball, well, as Chris Keller of Oz would say... actually, almost nothing he says is quotable on a family blog, but if we had to choose something, maybe... "They stab me, they shoot me, I ain't going down."
After eight games, the Royals' bullpen has been swiped and shot at, but they haven't gone down: 22 IP, 2 ERs, 11 hits, 5 BBs, 28 Ks. Stunning.
The result tonight: a 4-0 win to improve to 6-2.
Who's singing the prison blues? The Yankees are, that's who. Locked up in Kansas City with nowhere to go but a cold, losing locker room, nothing to add to the world but scratches marking the passing of days and tallies in the loss column.
Maybe Johnny Cash can take this home:
Well, if they freed me from this prison -- if that railroad train was mine -- I bet I'd move on over a little farther down the line... far from Folsom Prison, that's where I want to stay, and I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away.
Anthony, what are you doing these days (besides blogging)? I'm trying to figure out how to get in touch with you. I sent a message to your gmail account, but I don't know if that's your current e-mail.
ReplyDeleteDoug Wilson
The (Bloomington) Herald-Times
dwilson@heraldt.com