It ain't just a River in Egypt ya know...

Just so ya know that's The Nile River in Egypt....are you following me now? Ok so last night's loss was devastating for a few reasons....it was to the freaking Rockies!, Schill got rocked, the ugly score and it was to the freaking Rockies!!! all the while the Yanks are moving in...but Tonight's loss....was personal TO ME.

Josh Beckett's winning streak came to an end by some pansyass mile high clubbers. ::long sigh:: I wanted him to overcome Roger's winning streak. Josh is from Texas if ya didn't know it by now (hush up Ted and Kaylee). I love the boy and the girl who gets him BETTER "GET HIM". Beckett may be Major League but the boy comes from Texas....you know the ole saying...You can take the boy out of the country(that is TEXAS) but ya can't take the country(TEXAS) out of the boy. Hence his comment at NESN tonight as quoted by my good friend Red Sox Dad's blog. Apparently Beckett was asked about his pitching....since he was giving the Rockies stuff they could hit and score runs off of...Beckett replied "They were horseshit pitches, what can I say?" Dontcha just LOVE HIM???? Like I posted on Ted's blog...we Texans don't mince words and we're pretty darn colorful. And That's A GOOD THING!

Ok boys....enough of losing....let's dig out those bats that come with Runs please??

Relax...we're still in 1st place

Well we all need a day off from work. I'd say the Red Sox need one too. Maybe the boys need to get away from the park....take their minds off the ball and gloves and just relax. Perhaps pull some prank like Ferris did..play hookey.

See ... if Millar was there, I see Millar as Ferris.....always pulling antics and pranks. I am not certain what the issue or problem is right now...but I know I need a day off...but I think that's gonna have to wait till June 21st when I fly out to San Diego for the 3 game series.

Ocean Front Property in Arizona??

Sorry to give the Texas reference here.....but I always think of this song when talking about Arizona. I'm hoping for a sweep today although it is looking like a pitcher's duel. Not going to jinx the game at this point...just was reminiscing about George in his early years today...

Prime Rib or Sirloin JD?

I know I shouldn't be writing this during the bottom of the 8th inning...but come on...its 10-2 Sox are up and the DBacks have fell on their backs. The men in these pics were Da Bomb tonight. Lugo started it off for us tonight with a single run homerun....didn't we win last night with a homerun in the 1st inning?? hmmmm...Drew has 7 ribbies with 2 3 run homeruns so far...ok so I spoke too soon...its' 10-3 now....it's the bottom of the 8th now and we're up. Beckett is pitching awesome tonight...8 K's so far. ... that's the total of how many strikeouts all 3 Dback pitchers have so far. We're in the bottom of the 9th, Pineiro is in...one out...two outs...Drew caught it....now the last one...waiting for it. Drew's brother is up to bat now for the DBacks.....amazing to see kin facing one another in games. Drew hit the ball straight to Pineiro and caught it. This was great for Josh...9 wins!!!

I bet J.D. is full....who can eat that many steaks in one night??

No No-No...but a Win nonetheless

DAMN! I was busy today at work..BUSY ya hear me?? I forgot the boys were playing mid-afternoon...and so when I went on line to SG...all were talking about the game. Dangit...so I turn on GameDay and watch well the updates. I still didn't have time to keep up with posting and keeping up with what was going on. I left work 15 min late, walked in turned on the game....when SotB called me....she wants me to sit and watch the game while she is driving home..??? I'm like "uhmm ok" She was trying to get home for the bottom of the 9th...I told her she wasn't going to make it cos there were 2 outs....and now Tek just got out. She asks.."You DO know what's going on right now don't YOU?" I look at the screen..looked at the score...and said "OH MY GOD!" and THEN I got nervous. Kotsay is up....grounds out to Lugo...Kendall is next and again...grounds out to Lugo....ok just one more....come on Ground OUT...FLY FUCKING OUT...STRIKE OUT...we don't care at this point...Schill takes a deep breath....shakes off Tek for apparently a slider....then throws a fastball...Shannon Stewart is up....Schill takes a deep breath...shakes off Tek for apparently a slider...then throws a slider.....and Shannon don't even wait....hits the first pitch and BAMM...hit to right...just out of reach for Cora to grab it. And the No-No is over....::long sigh::

I was thinking it was ironic that a player with a Irish name mess up the No-No for Curt. But on the other hand...we got a Win. Curt being interviewed...was gracious....saying the team needed the win...yah he recognized what was going on...but the team needed the win. So Schill pitched his heart out....and Papi gave us our one run to win the game with one of his classic homeruns off of Blanton.

I can live with that....and I'm sure Curt can too.

Lenny where did we go wrong?

I was all prepared to write this sob story about how Lenny did us wrong...how we were all laughing at the situation that Lenny 'thought' he had a chance against the Great DiceK...well BOY were we fooled??!!!

But I have to say...my fellow blogger KellyJ who has her own blog and participates in the SoxSistahs blog....has outdid even herself. Please go to SoxSistahs Blog....it's on my side links.....the pic of the girl...is KellyJ....and she has had this torrid fantasy love affair with Lenny for since FOREVER....I could NOT quit laughing at this post....I'm still giggling hysterically while I write this.

But yah...Lenny Did US last night...and got the last laugh...

There's No Crying in Baseball!!!!

**pic courtesy of Austin American Statesman**

Now did ya REALLY think Texas would win it all?? and the fact they got beat out by The Anteaters from California...WHO names a College team Anteaters?? No matter..they beat the Horns fair and square and to quote one of our paper's columnist Bohls, the Horns are "Doner than a flank steak at a West Texas truck stop."

NOW on to other matters at hand...The Sox are moving to the West Coast for a bit to have some fun in the sun and I will be at 3 of those in San Diego with a few Sgers...one in particular Soxonthebeach. I will be meeting Mrs MLB and Nate from there again...getting to see Kelly as she conducts her roadtrip...meeting Beth and Horsham for the first time...let's see...have I forgotten anyone else who's gonna be there? Popsrock is supposed to be there...not sure if he's gonna meet up with us. We'll be bbqing at Nate's Place...and looking for a sushi joint. I don't know about ya but I love baseball season...the longest season for a sport yet...so it makes me quite happy since it IS my favorite sport.

Taz takes the mound tonight....I'm betting on a win for the boys...and betting Taz entertains us with his smile and antics we love so well.

We're still in 1st Place

Like I said...Pedroia is our man. He brought in 3 runs off a double he hit tonight!!! But somehow it wasn't enough cos of that SlappyRod Boy's homerun. But it's just one game...and we're still in 1st place and 12.5 games ahead of the Yankees. I know it would be nice to have won this game...but it's no biggie. Let the Spanks be lulled into a false sense of security....we'll see them in August.

and Batting 2nd.....

Beckett returns to the mound tonight in Fenway...with Tek behind the plate. Lugo is our lead-off man and Pedroia is batting 2nd!!! Did ya hear me??? Dustin Pedroia is batting 2nd in the line-up!!!! Why you say?? Well apparently back when many were thinking Tito had teetered off the see-saw keeping Dustin in and Cora out....he was patiently waiting for what the month of May brought...Dustin hit .415 for the month of May bringing his batting average to .333. There IS a reason the Sox signed him and that he was a second round selection in 2004. Ironic we picked him up in 2004 eh? And although size does matter to some....it just doesn't matter to the Red Sox.

So you thought this was gonna be all about Beckett...well I do like to surprise ya now and then.

Senor Lowell

That there is Da Man Mikey....Lowell...Senor Doubles....Hunk and Stud of the Red Sox...a man who is worshipped by many women and men. See GayRod could take some lessons from Mikey in how you "play" the game of baseball. If you're gonna be rough with the opposing team players....DO IT...in front of the entire field and fans so they KNOW what you're doing....do NOT try and sneak it by...that is just plain stupid....and then act innocent. Mikey did it right...get in the way and BAM! help your team out. I didn't get to see the game cos of freaking fox station telling Texas they would rather see the Stros and Cards....Don't they know there are MILLIONS of Sox transplants here in Texas...ok well maybe not millions...but A WHOLE LOT and there ARE Texans who would rather see the Sox play than the Stros DadGUMMIT.

Well now it's up to my boy Beckett tomorrow to take this series so we can continue the lead...not that losing it will take the lead away from us :)

I'm sure the drama will continue tomorrow....

****note as much as I don't like Minky...Wishing him well at the hospital-again thanks to our man Lowell-hope Minky is ok and not hurt bad.

Bush League or just Bad Example?

Ok so we lost....rather than focus on that I found all these pics off of Boston Globe of fans poking fun of PayRod. I have to say that Boston has some fairly creative and humorous fans. See the pic with the fans with the blonde wig masks? One guy bought 30 of them and brought them to the game to pass out to other fans sitting around him!!! I'm sure he didn't have to twist any arms either!!! The two guys wearing the wigs are a HOOT!!! The "Scarlet Letter" is Da BOMB!!! Love the literary reference...the poet that I am. BUT by FAR the most significant one is the little boy "threatening" ARod to play by the rules or else....cos ya gotta think about this one: Major League Players are setting examples for little league ball players across the Nation of how to play the game. Do you want your sons/daughters to pull some of his antics?? Slapping balls out of players hands, elbowing while sliding into home or trying to throw off the players on the field by yelling pretending to be one of them??? Bush League is what they've been saying aobut ARod...Not Me.

Alex Rodriguez is an embarrassment to Baseball, the MLB organization, and the Yankees. Even with all the SteroidGate going on....at least Giambi is finally admitting to what he did....when will ARod admit to his not playing fair?

Do I really Need to say ANYTHING???

**stolen off of DirtDogs**

I'm trying to find the words and sentences to say what I want to say but as they say a picture is worth a Thousand Words!!!!

Go Sox!!!!!!!!!!!

Breathe...its just one game Silly

Well I guess you can tell by Daiske's pic, it wasn't a good night. But we can't win 'em all....but we're still on top and the Yankees are still at the bottom. Things look good through the 4th with us ahead 2-0. Allowing 2 runs scored in the 5th to tie...but in the 6th, he got lit up with 4 more. In the 8th Lowell hit a 2 run homerun..but it wasn't enough as The Tribe scored 2 more in the top. But all is well in baseball land. No reason to panic...tomorrow is June...2 months of baseball gone and the Sox have had the best month of baseball ever it seems.

A day off for the boys while I head to Houston to watch Bronson pitch for the Reds against the Stros. Another Rivalry Weekend of games between the Spankees and Sox to begin on Friday. Positive Vibes to the boys!!

Beckett is BACK!!

You see that boy pitching? That BOY is a full fledge EAST TEXAS BOY where they grow pitchers like wildflowers. Beckett took the mound last night and took back his place in the rotation as if he wasn't even gone. Not pitching in a game for 15 days and returning like Pitching 7 innings and striking out 7 as well. His 8th Win for the season. And like any good Texas boy should do, he was humble as quoted in the Globe:

"If you can take anything good out of that seventh inning, it's that my finger didn't blow up on me," Beckett said. "The bullpen came in and did a great job. We scored enough runs."

But as anyone knows a Texan boy does NOT whine or moan about any blister or avulsion...he gets out there and just does his job.

Beckett is Back !!

**Now who the heck is this pitcher the Yankees have coming in?? **

I LIVE FOR THIS!!!!

Now I wrote a poem shortly after Youk came up for the first time....it was inspired by his Homerun he hit...however after last nights Inside the Park HomeRun...I feel compelled to post it again. YOUK...You Da Man!

The Rookie

Stepping into the box
But not on the plate,
The boy searches for a way
Back home.
A five-tool player waiting
to enter the Big Show
for more than a cup of joe.
Walking, running, stealing, hoping
For another’s mistake
to help him along the way.
Facing the green wall, then
into the eyes of old-timers
anxious to hold on to their glory.
Ducks on a pond
crouched like tigers
waiting for an opportunity to
come home.
Surrounded by men watching
His moves, his stance, his swing.
Feeling boxed in, he looks
for a way out.
In a park where thousands sit
and nine men play against one,
shines a diamond
to where his future may go.
Out of the bullpen and onto
The mound, a Fireman
faces the boy.
Arms cocked, bat
swaying
in the
air, changeup
or a slider?
a step and wood
connects with leather,
a crack deafening to
the masked men’s ears.
Watching the rookie’s future
sail over the Closer, the dirt, the bags,
But not the Monster.
Inside the park grand slam.
Bringing in his first steaks,
to The Show.

Get Well Soon Ted

A short blog this morning wishing my good friend and blogger, Red Sox Dad aka Ted, to GET WELL!!!! I hope he got to see Trot's return and all the hoopla on NESN at least....i know he dvr'd it!!

A post on tonight's game later....

PigPen returns

This is the picture I like to think of about Trot....he was talking to the crowd at the World Series parade and ya see that video cam in his hand?? I like to think that back at home during the off-season after that World Series win...Trot, his wife and kids watched this video and me, TEX, was on it...screaming and yelling "We love YOU SOX!!" Watching the boys that day "float" by on those Duckboats with their videocams capturing all the excitment and FANS....made me realize: THEY did NOT want to forget this moment either! It was a dream come true for many of them who had fought the long hard fight as a Red Sox player just to get to this moment. Trot had been with us for many years....and had adopted Boston as his 2nd home. He loved us....ok so I'm not really a Bostonian but he LOVED the passion of the Sox fans...and I AM ONE OF THOSE!!!

Today we will watch Trot take his "old place" but will be wearing No. 33....I find it ironic that he will be wearing the "other Dirt Dog" of the Red Sox's number. As much as I love Trot...I hope for our Win today to continue our journey to October.

Trot, we will always love you.....always a special place in our hearts for you....but I love the Red Sox so much more.....I'll smile when I see you and root for you to strike out.

Sweet Sweep!!!

Do YOU know HOW important this sweep was???? Texas has seemed to have our number every year...we just couldn't get a sweep. AND we needed all the wins to stay FAR ahead of the Evil Empire...so with their losses...it's making me smile alot. I was at Friday's DELAYED start game....but had to sell my Saturday and Sunday game tickets as I had to attend a wedding of a close friend's daughter's (Congrats Brittany and Carey!) Every year I go to Arlington I meet so many Sox fans...and Friday wasn't different. It's so cool to meet transplants and New Englanders who traveled to be at the game. I was alittle sad not to be at all the games...however...with my San Diego, Boston and Baltimore trips planned...and 8 games .... I guess I should be happy.

Tomorrow the boys return home to Fenway....and Trot will be there. I know Cyn will be there screaming her heart out along with some other SGers. I wish I could write more but I am SO dadgum tired my brain is just mush....the late game Friday night and the wedding reception....I need sleep....and ALOT of it.

Sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet Caroline Bahbahbah..Good Times Never SEEMED so good...SO GOOD SO GOOD SO GOOD!!

There's No Crying in Baseball...

It won't help Coco....all the begging and pleading....we just need to suck it up and get on the plane and ya head to Texas. Quit yer bitching and Cowboy Up cos you're coming to the Lone Star State where the Rangers are loved by many Texans (just not this one). I have one request of you boys....could someone PLEASE pack the bats that produce Runs??? Cos those bats ya had tonight just wasn't working for me. You let my lil brother down on his birthday!!! And SOMEBODY'S GOTTA PAY!!!! If that's the Rangers...so BE IT.

Good News is Coco hit his 1st HomeRun of the Season...off a Spanking Yankee IN Yankee Stadium at that!! Hot Coco taste GOOD!!

I was gonna post something off topic and ignore the entire night of despair...BUT that pic of Coco in the Boston Globe was too priceless to post.

Ted...Hope your birthday was Fantastic!!! Did Matt buy you lunch?? What'd you get for your birthday?? Do your kids know that you're an adult? :)

Happy Birthday Jules

Julian Tavarez...not someone I was totally thrilled with when we got him. I just recalled his tantrum in a dugout punching out a phone. I mean WHO hits a phone?? So of course we come up with all our nicknames for him: Norm, Psycho, Batshit, but after it's all said and done....Taz has allowed us to see another side of him and we like it. I don't recall when it was...but sometime between March 2nd and last week....I fell in love with his smile, his jokes and I started thinking of how he sort of reminded me of Kevin Millar....the jokester of the team. Oh and he got another win tonight for us!!

The game started off with a bang with Manny getting No. 477 putting us on the board with a 3 run lead in the 1st before Taz even took the mound. Sounded like a good plan to me....all we asked for before this game started was someone to pack the Runs and bring them to the field.

We're still ahead of the Yankees and in 1st place.

**A shout-out to my good friend and blogger Ted of the Red Sox Dad blog...he'll be turning an old 37 on Wednesday....someone get him a cane and rocker! :)

It's Just One Game..

Yes I know who that is....but when I saw this pic it made me stop and realize....although we fans HATE the Yankees...many of the players of both these teams are friends. We forget that it's a career for them....and they're just working to make a living. I hated losing to the Yankees tonight....one reason cos Wakefield still got no Run Support...and the other ..well its the MF Yankees!!

One of my newest favs is pitching tomorrow....Taz...Norm, Psycho....but it's all in an affectionate tone we call him those last two. Taz has grown on our hearts and sleeves. I really hope he wins the game...for us and for HIM. It was an UGLY game and on top of it, I had a choice of either listening to the YES or ESPN announcers instead of Remy and Don. At least when our games are stinking up the field....we can ALWAYS depend on Remy to liven the show up with his antics and then Don...well Don's laughing at Remy can get quite hilarious and catching.

Tomorrow's another day...and we're still in 1st place and 9.5 games up from the Yankees. Runs i say we NEED RUNS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nuff Said....

**picture courtesy of Dirt Dog website

What I would GIVE to have that job yesterday putting up those numbers on the Green Monster!!! Monday: Wakefield against Mussina; Tuesday: Tavarez against Wang; Wednesday: Schilling against Pettitte. Tonight we need Run Support MORE THAN EVAH!!!

Just sending PV's and Rally Hoots to my Sox while in The Big Apple...take a BITE out of IT Boys!!!!!

The Real Heroes

While our boys played the Braves and took 2 out of 3 series...several wives of the players were out biking to raise money for a special cause: ALS Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), often referred to as "Lou Gehrig's disease," is a progressive neurodegenerative disease that affects nerve cells in the brain and the spinal cord.

Pictured in the photo above is Ashley Papelbon, Shonda Schilling, and Kelly Pedroia...Dawn Timlin also rode. They rode in the Positive Spin for ALS in Wayland, Ma., one of many events that Timlin and Schilling, players and wives, participate in. Shonda and Curt donate so much time and energy in raising money and awareness for this horrible disease. Shonda recruited Dawn right after Curt was signed on by the Sox...and this year she recruited two of the younger and newer players' wives, Papelbon and Pedroia.

I knew very little about this disease 3 years ago...but after my first trip to Spring Training and attending a charity event, Springing For a Cure, that raised monies for ALS...that changed. Curt has appeared at each dinner...whether it was for the entire dinner or just a few minutes. For those who didn't know, Mike Timlin's mother was taken by this disease.

My adopted lil brother in North Carolina thinks that I am SO obsessed with Tek's asset....SO although I know my beloved ThighMaster Tek played awesome today...and the boys took the game back...the real Heroes today were these wives...out peddling their hearts out to raise monies for those less fortunate than themselves.

It's All Relevant

Today was a good day. With the game rained out last night, our boys played a Doubleheader with the Braves. We won the 1st game 13-3....but then someone threw our bats in the Charles for the second game. I mean Josh is on the DL and all...Hansack came up to pitch and then by some fluke he got hit in the head by a flying ball into the dugout?? sSHEEEEEEEEEEESHHHHHH!!! Anyway...I just wanted to focus on Today's game and these pics really just made me smile. I hope they make you smile too....and forget about tonights game. Yankees are back 10 games....and we're in 1st Place STILL

Red Sox fans we have a New Dirt Dog

I know there was a doubleheader today...but for some reason I just find this photo making me smile.....this 2007 team has similar characteristics of the 2004 team, perhaps better.

Every game it seems another player pops up a Hero. Taz was awesome today pitching....and Hinske GOOD GOD BOY!! I think that was the BEST catch I've ever seen. ... and THEN the Freaking HOMERUN!!!! When we lost Trot, I thought now WHO am I gonna yell "Dirt Dog" to?? I mean which one really epitomized that term??? I mean all of them play hard...but Tonight...Eric displayed a Trotesque catch that I think the original Dirt Dog would have been proud of.

Tomorrow night my Texas boy Beckett is on DL so Hansack is brought up for the start. PV's and Rally Hoots for him. Hopefully I can find a great pic of the catch so I can put that up here as well.

and I just thought I'd leave ya with this
Boston 27 12 .692
New York 18 21 .462 WHICH interprets to 9 games BACK!!!

Rain's in Boston...but Sun is Shining in Texas

So the game is cancelled and we're left to watch some other team play ::long sigh::

So I just returned from my business trip to San Angelo and had my camera with me, convincing my coworker to let me stop a few times to take pictures of the scenery...I thought I'd share a photo of the wildflowers in my wonderful state of TEXAS!

Bluebonnets are in the foreground with tons of other wildflowers surrounding them. It's such a gorgeous sight during the Spring here in Texas...all around the Hill Country. Texas gets such a bad rap but what people don't understand is there is a diverse terrain in my state. I took about 40 some odd pictures of this sight...and then we stopped at this small bridge...which was fairly dangerous as I sat on the very small stoop by the guardrail while passing cars/trucks/18-wheelers went by...I know I know....but the river was awesome!! We even saw some zebras and took some pics of them. After finally almost to Austin...my coworker commented to me "You seemed to really be enjoying yourself while you were taking those pictures". I smiled...I do love taking in the beauty around...and enjoying seeing the final results. It may be raining in Boston....but the Sun is SHINING in TEXAS with Wildflowers abounding.

Her Legacy: Unconditional Love

Today's post is to honor my Mom. My mother didn't achieve any business success. She didn't receive any college degree, heck she didn't even finish high school. She isn't a CEO, CPA, or LPC. She doesn't have any records in the Guinness Book or made President. But you see I learned a long time ago that all those things doesn't matter because the most important thing in a kid's life was having Unconditional Love from their parents. So today I am honoring my mother's legacy of which she is leaving while she is still living.....Her Legacy of Unconditional Love.

My mother gave me freedom to be me....she didn't stop me from laughing and smiling and cutting up. If nothing else, she encouraged my humor because my mom had the most infectious laugh. She didn't giggle...she LAUGHED and LOUD!!!! When most parents frowned upon droves of kids having sleep-overs...my mom encouraged them. She was the LIFE of my parties. When I was older, several of my friends commented to me that they were always so excited when I had a sleepover cos my Mom made the party so much fun. My Mom taught me that laughter was the best medicine when things weren't going well. Laughter could get you through even the darkest times and make the best times seem even better.

My Mom gave me love....unconditional love. No matter what choices her children or grandchildren have made...she is there to love, not judge. She taught me that you love your child NO MATTER NO MATTER. She didn't teach me this by telling me....she taught me this By Example. I think if you asked my son if I am leaving that same legacy to him...his answer would be "Hell Yah". Each year I search and search for the perfect card for Mother's Day....I want it to say what I feel...not just the hokey stuff. My Mom called this afternoon after receiving her card....and said to me, "So how long did you look for THIS card??" She knows me so well :)

I leave you with this short poem...for those who 'think' they know me...find out they don't know me at all until they read my poetry. Two things well four things in my life are who I am: My son, My parents, baseball and poetry....IN that order.

Unconditional Love

A mother’s love
holds your pain
Embracing you
wrapping around
Your heart
Soaking up all
The hurt and dirt
From your soul
So that when you
Grow up you
find Yourself.

**ps sending unconditional love to my son, josh

Changes

They happen
We can accept them
Or ignore them.
It isn’t relevant if
You’re ready,
They happen.
You can recognize
Them, embrace them,
Make them yours,
Own them
Or you can discount them
Then be tossed aside.
You can be prepared
Ready to take
A stance,
Or you can defy them.
Changes will come
They will happen
You can choose
To disregard them,
Stick your head in the
Sand.
Pretend they’re not here.
But she’ll rise up
And make herself known
She’ll kick the chair
Our from under you.
She’ll pluck the cherry
From your sundae
She’ll drink your last beer
And wake you up
From a deep laden sleep.
But make no mistake,
Change will come
Change will happen
To you or with you.

**No reason for this post...just a random thought and one of my most recent poems.

When I think of Texas....

When I think of Texas and my Red Sox....I think of Josh Beckett....not some whiny baby in pinstripes who needs his binky andypandy to feel success. I am moving on to a REAL TEXAN who is in Boston gear this year. I posted over on my SoxSistahs blog about all this mess...so don't want to double dip. Joshua Patrick Beckett: He is my Baseball Hero now...and is ONE of the many reasons I will remain a Red Sox fan till the day I die.

My gravestone better read:

Texan by Birth

Red Sox by Choice

Woode Wood: Live Music Guy

Don't know if anyone remembers my 1st post on 12-31-06 but I wrote about taking a walk around Town Lake and seeing "Live Music Guy" and how it made my day. Well Sunday morning, I decided to have a bit of a creative morning...I walked down to the Austin Java coffee shop...took my poetry book that I write in...and polished up 3 poems I had been writing while drinking my fav coffee there: Caramel Knowledge. :) I took off for Town Lake with my camera in hand...taking some pics of ducks and all...when I heard the music again!! I got up to the point where the guy was playing and started taking the best pics...of him singing and talking to all who walked/ran/biked by. I finally got a moment to speak with him...apparently Woode Wood does this every day. He comes to Town Lake and sings...not expecting anyone to do anything. He plays at various venues around town but does this for pleasure for others.

Well it made the rest of my day so nice...I just had to pass that along to all of you. I put his link here for all who'd like to check him out.

Sweet Covelli

Now that's not the Coco I've gotten to love so well. I think that face epitomizes alot of us who are upset (pissed off) that the Yanks took Game 2 of this series. But chill out man...we got today and Norm's on the mound. We KNOW we'll get entertainment. No big blog for today...I just loved that pic of our smilin' Coco...cos it reminds me that sometimes...it's good to get alittle mad..

You Too Can Be Happy...

Ok for tonight, let's get our minds off of baseball. As most of you who know me, I am alittle deeper than the mud puddles after a rainstorm so I often ponder life and what it holds in store for me. I find it sometimes walking around Town Lake...often watching little kids with their parents...the sunsets....most more so the sunrises as I drive to work. I find myself losing my train of thought while looking outside the plane windows. I've gone through alot in my life...doesn't matter to mention what....it just matters that I've grown from it. I used to stagnant in my thoughts...but now I move on. As I tell those who ask if I believe if people can change...I say they can but two things are important: 1. they have to WANT to change. 2. they have to reach rockbottom...THEIR rockbottom.

We all have our own rockbottoms....now I'm not necessarily talking about changing cos you are committing crime...I'm talking about behavior that isn't good for you, mentally, emotionally or physically. I'm reading this magazine article in SELF (yah I know you're surprised) about Happiness. Three things are focused on: 1. Find time for happiness. 2. Learn to listen to your gut. & 3. Know where you're headed. Of course there's alot of good info in the article but one exercise under listening to your gut, I found interesting.
Write at least endings to each of the following sentences and don't second guess your answers:
1. If I bring 5% more awareness to my life....
2. The things that make me happy are...
3. If I were to say yes when I wanted to say yes..
4. If I were to say no when I wanted to say no...
5. If I let myself know what happiness feels like...

I challenge you to do this exercise.

If I bring 5% more awareness to my life....
1. I would hold my tongue before I speak
2. I would hold doors open more for others
3. I would compliment others more
4. I would make time to volunteer
5. I would realize there were other things on tv other than baseball...(OK...maybe this one is a crock but you get the picture)

See ... it doesn't have to be all deep like the ocean. Simple...that's my life...Simple and Sweet.

Watch it Go By...

If you're wondering what Mo and Mikey are looking at....it's the end of Mo's reign over the Red Sox as a feared Closer. Yep...Mo was pulled for Myers to be put in tonight..Classic!!! NOW Mo is one of the Yankees I actually like and almost felt bad for him...I said ALMOST. But he's a Yankee...so pffffffft!! But the saddest scene was the empty stands at The Toilet. I couldn't believe as cameras panned across the park....yankee fans were going home...not waiting to see their boys till the end. I have NEVER seen this at Fenway....NEVER. Red Sox fans...true Red Sox fans stay till the very end...they do NOT leave. The game was awesome tonight...Lugo got his first homerun as a Red Sox going 3-4, 3 runs, 3 rbi's and 2 stolen bases and Youk got a 2 run homerun.

And somewhere in the distance I just know I heard Millar rooting for the boys!

Love is in the Air...

Love is in the Air...well ladies and gents it's Red Sox vs Yankees once again....it makes for a glorious weekend for the end of April! I had this whole post ready for an homeage to my boy Beckett....but once I saw this pic posted by my bud JET on the SG board....I knew it had to go here.

Last weekend we were doing some heavy cleaning up around the park....and quite frankly it seemed our boys were abit tired after it all cos they seemed to put away the broom, mop and vacuum cleaner for a couple of days. HOWEVER...last night, it seemed WMP found his bat and Josh moved into the ranks of Pedro and Babe...yes Josh he did pitch quite well at one time....NOW Josh moves into the only 5 game winner in April...

Tonight Daiske starts against Pettitte (another Texas boy)...kinda like East vs. West. We nailed him last weekend....let's do it again boys!

let's get this ParTAY STARTED!!!

WMP...bout time.

yah that's Wily Mo Pena getting the high five by "Doubles". Grand Slam after a dry spell to pick up my boy Josh for his 5th win in April! It was a beautiful thing to watch sail over centerfield into the stands. Now you'd think I'd have Beckett's pic here today...but I got to give WMP props today....I'll post my homage to Josh tomorrow. We had a mini-sweep in Baltimore...and now we're headed to New York City....the Big Apple.....to face our enemy. We'll be in their house this weekend...but let's see if we can bring our brooms again. I don't have alot of words tonight...saving them for my Texas Boy. By the way, my flag and signed Beckett ball was out giving him good luck. I am going to make it MY POINT to get Beckett to sign a Texas flag....and have it framed!

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**courtesy of Austin American Statesman

So I was sitting wondering what to write about...since I gotta put the broom back in the closet....and I came upon this article about Papa Jack who is now in Texas with the Astros AAA team in Round Rock, right up the road from me.

Papa Jack has a history with Nolan Ryan when they played together with the California Angels. According to this article, Nolan gave him his nickname after Jackson became a father for the first time.

Papa's contract didn't get renewed after last season...and many of us were so sad to see him go. I found out he was coming here and I plan on heading out to the park this summer to catch up with Papa Jack and hopefully get his autograph. I'll have to get out some of my Red Sox gear for him to sign....and maybe I'll get to show him my tattoo!!


But on to the picture....see that bat in the pic? That ain't no ordinary bat...nope....it came all the way from Boston. That bat helped make history at Fenway. Who's was it?? Well if you're any kind of Sox fan...you'll figure it out before I tell ya. Jimmie Foxx had a 68 year old record for the club of 50 homeruns in a season. One of the Sox boys broke the record on September 22 by blasting numbers 51 & 52 against the Twins winning 6-0. That bat was given to Ron by none other than our loveable David Ortiz....signed by Tiz...he wrote to Papa Jack "to the best batting coach around".


2004 was magic....and for Papa Jack to be a part of that and now be a part of a local Texas team....makes me feel alittle closer to Fenway.

Sweet Sweep

Not a whole to add to the pic about the game. It's just one series but it was SO sweet to sweep the Yankees! Schill brought it....Beckett and Paps nailed it...and well lets just say Daiske got rid of the dreaded wakism disease with a quadruple shot in the arm.

Weekend is over....I'm still smiling ear to ear....I don't need to gloat...just the expressions on Jeter and ARod's faces last night was enough for me. Manny acting like a little boy after all the homeruns!

Baseball season is here in full bloom...May is around the corner.

I wonder if brooms are flying at half-mast in New York?

When All The While

When all the while
She was inside,
Analyzing, staring at
Those around.
With children
and without.
Seeing singles file in
Twos out the doors
of bars.
Smiles with no faces
Eyes with no vision
Listening, choosing
Not to hear.
Searching for a heart,
A lost soul to fit
Next to hers
Mesh with hers.
Searching for another
Half to make her whole,
When all the while
She was inside.

Sadly enough many girls are taught at an early age to be complete they have to be married. Now I am NOT against marriage so before you go judging me, hear me out. To be part of a couple, it requires 2 whole people...not half of a person. Marriage Ain't Geometry where that is how you make a whole circle...unfortunately alot of men and women think in order to be a whole validated person, they have to BE in a couple. It took me quite a number of years to figure all that out. I was looking for someone to heal me but I needed to heal myself. When couples begin having problems, they go to marriage counseling...but what they really need to do first is seek counseling of their own. Another thing people do is settle in life and in love. I decided 5 years ago...I would no longer settle ... if that meant I lived a life alone...so be it. This gave me a chance to figure out my life and what to do with it....not worrying about what man was in it and what he wanted.

Now that Prince Charming is knocking on my door....Cinderella is prepared...she has her ducks in a row, priorities in order, has learned to say NO, and doesn't settle for nothing less than the best treatment. Anything less, I'll pull out the voodoo doll and turn his carriage back into a pumpkin.

****disclaimer: I promised someone I would not do Ocean Deep so he could wade safely.

Superstitions.........

For some reason, I hadn't gotten to watch Beckett pitch his winnings games....so today when I realized I would be home...I had a dilemma: Do I watch the game? Do I just listen? Do I just get in chat or on SG and read the comments? OR do I just hunker down and settle in...and bite the bullet and admire Josh's way with the ball? I was superstitious about the fact that Josh was having a FANTASTIC April and I did NOT want to be the one who blew that for him....Laugh ALL you WANT!!! But superstitions are synonymous with baseball.

Some examples:
*Spitting into your hand before picking up the bat is said to bring good luck.
*A wad of gum stuck on a player's hat brings good luck.
*It is bad luck if a dog walks across the diamond before the first pitch.
*Some players believe it is good luck to step on one of the bases before running off the field at the end of an inning.
*It is bad luck to touch the baselines while running off and onto the field between innings.
*Lending a bat to a fellow player is a serious jinx.
*Some players actually sleep with their bat to break out of a hitting slump or stay in a groove.
*If a pitcher is throwing a perfect game or a no-hitter, never speak of it while it's going on.
*Not talking about the outcome of a 7 game series before it is over.
*Not shaving after the first postseason win
*Chewing only one wad of gum per game
*Tapping one's bat onto the home plate before an at-bat
*Drawing in the batter's box before each at-bat
*Tapping one's bat against the catcher's and umpire's knee pad.

I watched the game and saw Beckett pitch GREAT! I am looking forward to this season as Beckett continues to blossom in Boston! Boston and Beckett seem to be growing on one another. I am looking forward to the last game of this Red Sox-Yankee series...a chance for Daiske to get his first Win over the Yankees. Hopefully someone cleans house and remembers to bring the broom.

WHF?

Only if you're a SGer will you understand my Post Title....and I ain't gonna explain it here.

I'm beginning to think that it is just not meant to be for me to see Beckett pitch this season on tv or at the games! Rain again???? Come ON!!!??? It's a beautiful day here in Austin, Texas...but I needed to get all my chores/errands completed so I could watch the game....SO I get home, take a shower....get all my game foodies ready....and you tell me it's been POSTPONED????? I gave up my Walk at TownLake today???? for Rain in New England??? and now that I'm all clean...I can't get all sweaty again cos I'm heading to my friend's son's confirmation party. Oh well...I was going to be cleaning and packing while the game was on...so guess I'll just get busy. Figured I'd post something random so we can swim out of the deep end of the pool today. "Some" people can't make it to the deep end every day so I have to make it simple and logical. So I gotta switch write from Little Bear writing one day....and Thoreau the next....but hey I am flexible.

I won't get to watch the games this week as I'll be out of town....I'll be doing the GameDay unless for some reason, ESPN or FOX decides to put them on....I won't be holding my breath.

I Choose My Life

"If you choose to be a part of my life, you can follow, lead or walk beside me BUT you cannot Just Watch!"

This is something I wrote in a makeshift diary on my trip to NYC in November of 2001. I had purchased a airline ticket to go see my cousin in Pennsylvania where we had planned a weekend trip to New York! I bought the ticket on 9-10-01. After "it" happened....we talked at length discussing pros and cons about the trip. After much debating and struggled decision-making, I decided to go anyway but my trip would take a turn in the reason. I was a mentor for a local boys and girls club so we made signs and cards and I brought alot of local flavors for a specific firestation that lost 17 men. This blog today is not about my visit really...it's about how the visit affected my life.

I was living with my boyfriend at the time....almost 4 years together, 3 years living with him. You see, he wasn't and isn't a bad person at all. He probably was the one man at that time I could fully trust. He was stable and calm which I needed at a time after a much crazy ex-husband. I enjoyed living out in the country on 168 acres of beautiful land....I thrived there. I sought solace there and wrote alot of new poetry. What was wrong with this situation was He just kept saying he wasn't ready to talk marriage. So I would drop it...

This trip caused me to realize that I was living in a stagnant situation. I needed to move forward....to something more....and if he wasn't ready.....then I would move forward without him. Sitting on the plane ride home...I begin to write...and this is my diary of that ride...NO ONE has ever seen this.
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With all that has happened, I can't help but want to plan my life with the one I love...yet he still holds back...waiting to feel comfortable?? with getting married....like he is waiting for someone to hand him a pillow and a blanket. He is so comfortable with his life right now, me living there "acting" as a wife, to finalize the step would unbalance him. But he says he is "thinking" of marrying me now. Another wrong choice I have made or should I say decision? Recognizing this, I just need to make it right. Moving home but not breaking up will be hard for me but it is harder for me to stay emotionally because the more I give of myself--the more I am invested in a future. I don't feel I belong anymore, therefore I will try to sit and explain this to him. It is highly doubtful he will understand or just act like it doesn't bother him. I need to be loved, fully and wholly by him, care for, respected and honored--I can only think of two men who gave me that in my past that I let get away. As usual I stuck with "the bad" ones who hurt me greatly but I let them.
Today I choose Life...I choose Joy, Respect, Love, Fellowship, Companionship, Communication, Camradie, I Choose My LIFE! If you choose to be a part of my life, you can follow, lead or walk beside me...but you cannot Just Watch!
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The night I explained my situation to him was a sad night....he really just didn't get it and did nothing to keep me from going. Once I moved to Austin...he found out and determined to come see me...I let him. My friends all wondered if he was coming "for me"....they asked "what if he asks you to marry him?" I said "if he brings a ring...I'll know he's serious". Well he came to Austin and said we could get married....and he'd move here....but he had no ring. I had to sadly explained to him that it was too little too late....

I'll leave this blog with a poem I wrote shortly after moving to Austin which sums all this up:

When All The While

When all the while
she was inside,
analyzing, staring at
those around
with children
and without.
Seeing singles file in
twos out the doors
of bars.
Smiles with no faces
Eyes with no vision
listening, choosing
Not to hear.
Searching for a heart,
a lost soul to fit
next to hers,
mesh with hers.
Searching for another
half to make her whole,
When all the while,
She was inside.

I interrupt this baseball game ....

So I ordered DirecTV under duress...got the sports package and all...they call me this morning at 10:30am to say they can come earlier than noon...SO like a good baseball fan that I am, I go home. 3 hours later....DirecTV installed...happy girl...I leave to turn in my Cable box...and get back to work finally at 2:30pm. After working and getting all my work completed I get to leave....run all my errands....and get home in time for the beginning of the 2nd inning of the game. My fantasy pitcher is pitching against the Sox...so I know we're gonna win.

Ok so I'm getting things ready for the night and go to unpack things in my truck when I notice someone sitting on the side of the road....they wave so I wave back...turn around and go in the house. I return outside to get something else...and then head back...I hear someone saying "Excuse me.." and turn around to see the person who turns out to be some young kid.

Now this kid looks totally innocent...young and stupid and dorky. But he goes into this spill about who he is and his mom is...he's raising money by selling books and magazines. Then proceeds to ask questions about me....asked if I was married to which I replied...divorced...then he asked "how long have you been divorced?" I told him then it was none of his business. He apologized but kept making jokes like when I said I wasn't married "was I taking applications?" then saying something about my eyes...anyway...then he needed to fill out this form...asked me for a pen...now...I'm standing in the driveway right behind the truck with the tailgate down. He's sitting on the tailgate...and the only pen is inside the house.

1+1 = 3

What ??? You say that 1+1 doesnt add up to 3? WELL that situation and him not having a pen didn't add up either. SO I politely told him.."You know what? I'm not feeling very comfortable with this now...I'm sorry but I have to go". He quickly apologized and got his stuff and left....

Now I do NOT know if this kid was someone I needed to worry about...but he made me feel uncomfortable and I didn't feel safe....SO I hope those of you who read my blog remember this:

Don't worry about hurting someone's feelings or being rude....IF YOU FEEL UNSAFE or Uncomfortable with a situation.....and can get out of it like I did without drama....Speak UP......Better Safe than Sorry.

Rain Rain Go Away....

Nothing like starting off the season with some rain....to wash away the tears from some Red Sox fans who were hopeful for Daiske's Opener at Fenway to be Monumental. Even Giants fall down ya know....I find it interesting that with so much hype around his start...that my theory i Josh and Felix got together and plotted to steal Daiske's thunder. Some of us (Red Sox Dad and myself) had full belief in Josh...some of us(Kaylee) did not. If you recall when Josh came to Boston......he didn't quite live up to the hype....so my take is bring the Big Boys down a notch to let them know...it's a TEAM...not individuals here....well except for Manny.

There's alot you can do tonight instead of watching the game....you can
1. wash your hair
2. wash your laundry
3. dry your laundry
4. post a new blog :)
5. call your parents
6. call your sis/bro
7. rearrange your Fantasy Baseball lineup
8. go for a walk...well not if you're in Boston cos it's RAINING!!!
9. exercise dvd
OR
10. Put in a fav all time classic dvd of a game or your 2004 WS dvd.....
That should make you feel all warm and fuzzy in this cold cold weather...

::looking out my glass doors of my balcony at HOT SUN beaming into the floor::

or if you're in Austin, Texas...you can go for a nice walk at Town Lake aka Colorado River, cos it's nice and sunny this afternoon.

Git Er Dun Josh!!!

Texas is on the mound today. There’s always been this Tex-Mass Connection throughout my life. The first time I recall was the Kennedy-Johnson ticket…well I was a mere child but I was alive while Kennedy was President. I remember my parents loved him….and honestly remember his assassination as my parents mourned. I grew up in a small town in Texas where football was King….but this little girl rode her bicycle to the little league field where the neighborhood boys played baseball. That is where she grew to love the little white ball with red seams being caught and thrown. Seeing little boys hit the ball and run around the diamond. Little did I know there was this whole other world outside in New England who felt just like me. I dated one of the high school pitchers of my school and grew to love it even more. My little sister begin playing in a little league softball team for girls…I started playing in a city league… Fast forward to college days….my alma mater had and still has a great baseball program to my delight…so I followed it even more intensely….hearing about this kid from Texas at U.T. who was a phenomenal pitcher. He brought the team to the World Series in 1983…got signed by Boston in 1983 and made it to The Show on May 15, 1984. I kept up with Roger’s good fortune and when he left Boston….I came to realize I had fell in love with the team.

Since then, my love for Texas players has changed. I’m glad for their success and all…but once they leave the Sox…I wish them well…and keep rooting for my boys.
Today one of my own is standing on the mound ready to defend Opening Day…Beckett is a true Texan unlike Roger. Roger wasn’t born in Texas and didn’t even come to Texas till 1977. Josh has his own hunting leases he promotes…and has won the Muy Grande.....

Today on the mound came Beckett....he produced and deserves the Praise of a Texan God. Joshua Patrick Beckett..born in Spring, Texas...just a good ole country boy doing what he loves best: Pitching the Hell out of a Game.

I just love Firemen!

I was much too tired to blog last night and had to drive back to Austin this morning straight to work. So...late post about yesterday's game.

Arriving at the park Sunday afternoon...it was in the 40's and sunny. Heading to the dugout, I planted myself in hopes to get good photo opps this time. Peter Gammons was there...got a good few pics of him. The boys started their stretching...japanese media were insanely frantically waiting to film M.D....was pretty funny to watch them run around the field (YES they ran from 1st base area to 3rd base area!) and then there were the Papelbon moments. I know I was there to take ASS pics of Tek for my fellow lady bloggers and SGers, but For Some Reason...I was distracted by Jonathan. He seemed to be in a jovial mood...joking around, laughing and talking alot of sh** to other players. Paps is definitely the "different" player this year. He had on this cold weather snow hat...looking like he was ready to hit the slopes. I'm taking pics of him and just watching his antics...when all of a sudden he is walking away from a group of players...heading towards 3rd base....passes by these 2 TV crew guys holding a HUGE camera...turns immediately and ducks down then Pops UP right IN FRONT OF THE LENS...making the Goofiest Face I've EVER SEEN!!!! Then walks off all cold stone faced... I almost fell over the dugout laughing!!! And the funny thing? NO ONE ELSE SAW THIS!!!!! I SO wish I woulda gotten THAT pic!

It's amazing that this kid named Papelbon from Louisiana...who is obviously such a kid at heart....can turn into this Freaking StoneColdASS Closer who shuts down the Rangers to ensure Schilling his W. Now I don't take nothing from Tiz's 2 Homeruns, but last year Paps begin his career as a Closer in Texas and it was like watching someone who had been doing it for years. Texas was good to Papelbon last year....and it was fitting he ended the road trip with Slamming the Door on the Broom the Rangers were trying to sweep us up with.

Turn UP the HEAT!!!

Well that was an ugly game and cold as freaking ever!!! I arrived at the ballpark around 4:45pm....waited in line and got in the park around 5:15pm. I headed straight to the Red Sox dugout to get in a good position for photo opps. However...no players were out...cept Tiz who was getting interviewed. Finally Beckett poked his head out for abit, waved...then returned into the dugout. Snyder popped out...and before he could say no...some guy had thrown him a ball to sign. Security yelled out to wait for Snyder to say to give him something...so I waited patiently asking him...and on his 5th point...I got my faded Red Sox visor signed by Kyle...nice especially when I really just wanted to take pics. Well the batting cage came down as no one was going to take batting practice. Pitchers came out and threw to one another, stretched some and did some sprints...ALL down in Right Field!!! Oh well...I decided to head to the Red Sox bullpen to catch Taz and Tek.

Waiting patiently for them....but this was about the shortest Tek routine and Pitching warm-up I'd ever seen...but of course I can't say I blame them...it was Freaking COLD!!! 38 degrees!!! I mean here it is Bluebonnets blooming...SpringTime....Easter Weekend...and we had Snow Flurries this morning. I SAW THEM!!!

I can't even describe to you the feelings I had watching our team just implode....I just know I was COLD!!! The boys really don't have an excuse as they are used to playing in the cold weather....but the Red Sox fans stayed till the end....waiting and hoping for someone to warm up the bats.

Having trouble with blogger today posting a pic...or it's my computer...or me. I see Ted is posting pics so it must be my computer.
If you'd like to see some pics, you can check out:
http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/txredsoxgurl/

I'll be posting more pics later...Thank Goodness today is much warmer!!

Texas Messed With Wake

Opening Day in Texas was NOT what I expected this year. First of all, it is APRIL....SpringTime!!!!!!! I mean the bluebonnets are in full bloom and Dammit...IT'S APRIL! It is NOT supposed to be 50 degrees, cold and windy!!!

So I left earlier this week on a business trip in the Dallas area...forgetting to check the weather report....so I don't pack ANY sweaters, sweatshirts, coats, Nothing to keep me warm...cos IT IS APRIL FOR GOD SAKE'S! So I get to the park at 8:30am...YES you heard me...8:30AM! I park right across the street from the park for $12....but it pays off at the end of the day(you'll see). I walk around abit and head into the Park's store...you see Ranger Park always has other teams' clothing there SO I was able to buy me a Red Sox sweatshirt! Yay!!! I head to the 3rd base gate where I usually go in at as the visitor's dugout is on that side. I was surprised not many people were there as last year this early....BUT it was Freaking 50 degrees!!!

10AM finally gets here.....get my bag "checked", buy a program, and head to the dugout....along with many others. I was quite disappointed in the players today as no one was stopping to sign. Paps finally stopped, signed 2 kids balls then walked off...one guy kept yelling at players and Tito...a couple of them commented saying they just couldn't. SO at least they acknowledged us. I finally left the area and headed to the visitors bullpen area in hopes of catching Wake warming up with Belli. I'm waiting by the pen....when I get curious by commotion over by the Red Sox dugout...I get out my binoculars...and sure enough, DiceK is Signing!!!!! right by where I WAS!!! PFFFFFFFFT!!!!!

So I'm sitting watching Wake warming....when this Ranger fan behind me insists on harassing Wake to death....I'm rolling my eyes but decide to just ignore it....when all of a sudden, the same voice says VERY LOUDLY, "I guess I'm gonna have to throw a Red Sox fan into the bullpen." I'm thinking to myself "now Dude...I been sitting here ignoring you....but you are really stupid now" I slowly turn around...smile and in my sweetest Texas drawl say to him "Go ahead! I'd like to be down there in the Red Sox bullpen" He laughs but notices my accent. I tell him I'm from Texas but I am a Red Sox fan....explain my story and all which impresses him....but since he had to be so rude to Wake...I had to finish it with the piece de resistance: I told him about my Tattoo!!! how the red sox were inside the heart of Texas....he had this awful look on my face..."that's blasphemy!!" I smiled and shrugged my shoulders. He left.

Finally my Ranger friend arrived and we headed out to get her something to eat and find a seat...neither of us wanted to sit in the seats we had bought(they were in the 300 section). So we finally found some seats in Section 41....and got comfortable. Of course the Rangers were back at home and had lost their 1st 3 games of the season....and being at home sometimes motivates a team. I will have to say that Texas does it UP BIG for Opening Day....during the National Anthem....an eagle is released to fly all around the park...very cool. THEN Freaking Fighter Pilots fly DIRECTLY over the park....LOUD as HELL!!!!

But back to the game....I was trying out my new camera but just not in a good position during batting practice or seats to get good ones....but I got my plan worked out to where I'm gonna get tomorrow. In the morning Ill be working on uploading pics....I'll be sharing them with Jere and some here.

It's a Strong Man's Game

Leave it to Big Papi to come up with the ultimate t-shirt. Alot of people I know think baseball is boring....plain boring they say. Many innings go by without anything happening. But I say that is where Papi's tshirt saying comes in. Baseball takes patience...something not alot of men (no offense) have. SO baseball IS a Strong Man's Game...takes alot of patience and strong willed attitudes to get through men batting just to ground or fly out. Knowing that one of those hits will result in a grand slam, inside the park homer or a walk-off....is worth the wait. Big Papi has the right idea...he understands...it just takes patience.
Well I've been waiting since October....and I'm ready for baseball. I'm ready for the boys to play. I'm ready for Opening Day in Texas where Wake will take the ball. I'm ready for a new season....I think Dice-K was asked about the upcoming season...

His Response? "I'm Ready..."
nuff said....Let the Games Begin!