take a bad day & make it better

i'm not much of a Beatles fan but if the shoe fits...

anyway.

after the sour feeling the Patriots left me with, i *needed* the Sox to come out and kick around some Rays. you can imagine then, how i felt when the Sox found themselves down 8-1 in the fourth inning.

i'm not going to lie to you.
i shut the game off.
i couldn't take anymore tonight.
i couldn't take a shellacking by the Rays.
and it kills me to see Wake have a bad performance.

around ten, i turned on the tv with the intention of watching something, *anything* but sports.
i almost fell out of my chair.

before i could change the channel, i saw that by some twist of fate, and several small miracles, the game was now tied at nine in the sixth inning, and i turned it on just as Youk's bat was connecting to knock out a loaded-bases-clearing triple to give the Sox a 12-9 lead.

(holy cow. i turned off the tv at 8:30 in the top of the fourth, and an hour & a half later we were only in the bottom of the sixth?!)

i'm not going to say i feel any better about this Patriots mess, but a 16-10 comeback win, from a Sox team not known for its come-from-behind victories in 2007, certainly doesn't hurt.

Lestah tomorrow. let the Sox keep rolling merrily along.