One, two, three: not it

You know, I questioned the wisdom of wearing a Dan Haren T-shirt to a Randy Johnson start, afraid that it would bring the Big Unit bad luck. I was right. Johnson gave up eight runs and was pulled in the fifth. What followed was the most furious game of paper, rock, scissors ever witnessed as an exhausted bullpen tried desperately to avoid being sent out, lest their arms fall off.

We lost 12-3. My record at Chase Field now stands at 1-2, with both losses being blowouts. An interesting statistic, to be sure.

Less than a month and we'll both be at Fenway. Let's see if my luck is bi-costal.

Game day

Another day, another Dbacks game, one that I will be attending.

Randy Johnson takes the mound today against the Royals, and let's hope it's a nice long outing because after three straight days of extra innings, the bullpen is pretty much spent. If that game last night had gone on past ten, they would have needed to take volunteers from the crowd to pitch.

Also, I'd like to see a win, since the last time I was at Chase Field was that awful game against the Phillies.

A bit of tomfoolery

I came across this today and thought it was worth linking to. Just a bit of lightheartedness, and we need a bit of that around here since the Dbacks lost 6-3 to the Giants and the Sox lost to the Mariners. The other thing the Sox lost was Dice-K to shoulder fatigue.

Anyway, we could use a laugh.

How Me Breaking Up With You Is Like Jon Lester Pitching A No-Hitter Against the Royals.