C'mon, admit it. After two months of watching other teams kick the stuffing out of our pitching, there was a perverse delight in doing the same thing to the Astro relievers in the sixth last night. I felt sorry for the Houston pitchers, whose inadequacy mirrored the ineffectiveness of our bullpen, but my feelings were less sorrow than pity - that kind of disrespectful sneering we have become used to receiving.
Of course, such humiliation may be a single game a season for Houston and an almost daily occurrence for the Ms, but for a moment we had the satisfaction of watching Houston just give up, handing the ball to their firstbaseman to pitch the bottom of the 8th. Weinies! Quitters! Losers! Take that!
Today, however, reality returns. A rainy day game. Another opportunity to kick sand in the face of those weakling Astros. They better watch out, I hear Mallex is planning to "pants 'em."
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