Never have I been as happy for a rainout as I am today. As a matter of fact, I wouldn't mind an isolated monsoon over Fenway Park and whatever other non-roofed stadium they play on the road for the rest of the season. I know that's not going to happen, but this season has been so brutal with little hope of a turnaround. The pitching is horrific and the hitting has been all-or-nothing. The Red Sox DL is the longest in the majors (yes, I checked!). Everything that was wrong with the team last September, despite some personnel shuffling, is still wrong now. Chicken and beer were just convenient symbols of the Red Sox' collective failure. Winning 3 out of 4 from the Rays seems like a total fluke. The Tigers, Jays, Rangers, and now the Yankees, have had their way with the Sox and overmatched them in every facet of the game.
It has come to the point that this team needs a total overhaul from the top down. Like I said in my previous entry, the best thing that could happen to the Red Sox right now is for a passionate baseball person (someone in the same vein as Nolan Ryan, though he himself is obviously unavailable) to make the current ownership an offer they can't refuse. Baseball needs to be the top priority if the Red Sox are going to pull out of the quicksand they've been mired in for the past several years. No NASCAR, no soccer, no $400 commemorative bricks, no scalping-aided sellout streak, no more turning the Red Sox and Fenway Park into "The Greatest Show On Earth". P.T. Barnum would be proud of the circus this team has become, but true baseball fans can smell the humbug from miles away. As long as there's a sucker born every minute, the Ringling Brothers, a.k.a. Henry, Werner, and Lucchino will keep the circus going as the team sinks further and further down the standings. Step right up!
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