In a bold and unprecedented move, I opt to watch the College World Series instead of the Red Sox. One must face facts when they are right there in front of you: the CWS, as it’s being branded (not to be confused with the Chicago White Sox), is in the third game of a best-of-three nail-biter; by contrast, the Red Sox are in the middle of a best of 162 and are in desperate straits already. They have a steep uphill battle if they are going to survive to the next round. It seems highly unlikely that they’ll right the ship to tell you the truth, but we have seen them succeed against the odds before. Alas, the heroes of last year have stopped taking performance enhancers or something. (Or maybe it’s Salty we’re missing!)
I blame a lack of chicken and Pat’s homebrew in the clubhouse – which has screwed up Clay Buchholz’s digestive system, preventing him from repeating last year’s 10-0 start.
The CWS pits Virginia against Vanderbilt (“The Harvard of The South”), neither of which has ever won a CWS. (As I watch, Vandy is just one out away from closing the deal).
I’d root harder for Vanderbilt, but some years ago they won a national title in women’s bowling, so I don’t want them to get all the glory! (Too late. Game Over. They are now all having an orgy on national television!)