Yesterday, amazed and frustrated beyond words by the meltdown in Baltimore, I ignored the Red Sox for the first time this season. They won.
Based on this hardened principle, and based on the wrath I feel churning in my stomach after this afternoon’s loss, I am going to ignore this maddening ballclub for a full week. I won’t post here, comment on here, check scores or watch or read anything about baseball for seven days. I have other hobbies; I enjoy politics, and there seems to be a presidential race on that I’ve been ignoring. I have been needing to work my way through the perpetually growing list of books I want to read. I’ve always wanted to sear out my eyes with a red-hot poker. All these things would be better than following six or seven games of Red Sox baseball. In any case, I imagine I’ll be more productive at work, as well.
I fully expect that when I return, the Red Sox will be battling the Indians and Tigers for who can give away the wild card to the Mariners (the Mariners!) the fastest. I have no desire to watch that train wreck, and this team cannot hold me hostage any longer. Screw them. Well, for a week, anyway.
See you later.