the one & only time i am happy to wave goodbye to the West Coast

you must be aware by now that i love the Pacific Coast. most especially southern California. the only exception is in relation to baseball. the three-hour time difference makes it nearly impossible for me to watch the Sox play, and to be honest, their performance out there leaves a little to be desired.

but the West Coast Tour 2007 is over now. no further west than the middle of the country for the rest of the season. or the regular season anyway. ;-)

i tried to watch some of the game last night, but the Angels announcers totally disappointed me. they have gotten a little cocky recently. talking about how the Angels do no wrong, starting to make excuses when the Angels make a costly mistake, and how Angels fans had no reason not to come to the game last night without their brooms in hand.

about an inning & a half into this nonsense, i'd had just about all i could take. i switched over to the WEEI (Boston) radio broadcast & crawled into bed to listen to the game while i dozed. from what i could tell from listening, as i drifted in & out of the first stages of sleep, and the texts i was getting from Nichole, who was at the game, my boys battled *hard*. they did not go quietly into the night, even though they surely did not play their best ball the two previous games. every time the Angels scored last night, though, the Sox found a way to answer it. i can't tell you exactly how it happened, but the lead went back & forth til it was tied up at six all in the fifth.

and then i was out like a light.

oh -- but not before i heard little Pedroia Pocket turn an unassisted double play at a crucial point in the game.

when i woke up this morning, i saw that the Sox had managed to pull of a 9-6 win. somehow, i knew... i just *knew* they would not give up the fight. i've watched them struggle this season in a series or two, and they have more often than not managed to mount a comeback, even if it means they simply kept from being swept. my boys have heart. and sometimes that is just as important to maintain as a win streak. *key* wins. wins you need to have mentally even more than in the standings. sometimes those feel like the biggest victories. i am proud of my boys today.

oh & right now? i am not speaking to the Angels. kind of like a friend who hurts your feelings a little, i need to be wounded for a bit before we make nice again. and i hope those Angels announcers know where they can stick their brooms now too. =P

one more thing. at this moment in time, i ♥ Roy Halladay & the Toronto Blue Jays for their 15-4 rout of the Yankees last night. (this is subject to change the next time we play the Jays though. LOL!)

back to our six-game lead in the AL East. time for a day to rest. tomorrow it's The Hundred Million Dollar Pitcher head-to-head against the very impressive Eric Bedard in Baltimore.

it's about nevah giving up. nevah *evah*.