First let me start by saying I’m not a fan of the White Sox. Matter of fact they are one of the teams I have an irrational distaste for. I hate that every time they hit a home run there seems to be at least two runners on base. I hate that the Rays seem to lose their minds a little when playing them, and I really don’t like AJ Pierzynski or his fuzzy blond hair.
I am also not a fan of watching the Rays unable to hit the ball. I really wanted them to pick up a split in this series. I really wanted Scott Kazmir to pitch well. Most of all I wanted them to play a clean game, since last nights game made me grouchy.
However deep down I’m just a big homer of a baseball fan, and I’m ashamed to admit that by the end of the game today I was rooting for the bad guy, Mark Buehrle. Especially after the catch by Dewayne Wise who just came in the game. Wow.
A perfect game is an awesome achievement. Seriously look at the box score, it’s blank. He blanked… aw crap he blanked the Rays. Good but not good. I’m torn.
Here’s what I’m gonna do. Congratulate Mr. Buehrle on a job well done, encourage Mr. Garza to find a zen like state and outduel Mr. Halladay tomorrow, and persuade the Rays offense to pull their heads out of their butts and score some runs.
C’mon Rays time to finish the road trip on a good note. Get pissed off and take down some BlueJays! Go Rays!