Welcome to Florida. Again and to the "dreadful Trop" as so lovingly referenced by award winning major media journalist Rob Duca of the 217th largest media market Cape Cod Times newspaper.
Those of us in Southwest Florida know how much Mr Duca loves Florida. All I know is that it was 88 here today and Bawwwsten had frost this morning. Damn. The chowda's gonna get cold quickly with those temps.
Well, this is the matchup I've wanted all along. The Red Sox, the media anointed, the darlings, God's chosen against the little team that can't. The little team with the little payroll which media elites all season long gave little credit to. It was the standard line on ESPN and other sports websites, The Rays are playing good ball but let's see how they are doing after the All-Star break. Then it became, let's see how they are playing in August, then September, then it was the call for an early exit from the playoffs. Well guess what "experts"? The Rays are 4 wins from getting to the World Series. After just watching the Presidential debate this evening, I believe I heard Obama say he sent a memo a year ago to Bud Selig stating he thought the Rays would be the next great team in Major League Baseball. He's sent a letter or called someone about every great event facing this Nation in the past three years according to him. (He sure calls and sends alot of letters, just doesn't do much)
So here come the thugs from up north. The team which incited the bench clearing brawl on June 4th. Coco Crisp charged the mound that day. Coco Crisp. Was his mother stoned when she named him? Maybe the Sox can sign Milkey Cabrerra and Count Chockulla to fill in the outfield in the offseason. Perhaps they could entice Atari Bigby to give up football with the Packers or Milton Bradley to join the squad. And we get another visit from the mouthy pitcher John Papelbon.
Tampa has lost only one home game this year with over 25,000 in attendance and that was the season opener. Tampa was 8-1 at home this year against the Red Sox and won a series in Boston late in the year. I can't wait for the first pitch at 8:37 on Friday. I can't wait to see Boston go home and watch the World Series on tv. Hopefully this is your last year in Ft Myers you greedy bastards, head on up I-75 and take your rude and nasty arrogant fans with you. And throw another log on the fire, your chowdas' gonna get cold.