And So it Goes...And Goes....And Goes.

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No. Actually, that seemed about right. I'm about to write that maybe they're throwing a party every time they get to .500 and that's why they keep going back there and then Fredo does not make his pitch and does not make his pitch and does not make his pitch and then very much does not make his pitch.


The real problem, of course, was that they might as well have been hitting with toothpicks. They've forgotten how to walk, how to grind out at bats, how to make a pitcher work. They have too many first pitch ground into double play (which team do you play for Adrian?), too much wild flailing away and too little going into an at bat with any sort of idea in your head whatsoever, and if they do manage to take a pitch, too much moaning when a border line pitch is called a strike.

You could say that with David back they are a different lineup. And it would be true: David, bless his heart, still plays Boston Red Sox baseball. David, for the most part, still makes a pitcher throw his pitch and refuses to swing at crap. But who knows when he'll be back and you can't hope that he comes back quickly because you need your legs to hit.