White Sox Tigers Game

Ugh yesterday at four o'clock I entered the schwappach household, booked it to the living room and turned on the tv to channel twenty two. My heart sank as I looked at the scoreboard and the sox were up one nothing. But when I looked to the right I saw that it was only the second inning so my heart returned to its normal position in my body. As the game continued the tigers began to restore some hope back into my head by scoring two really solid runs against this first place powerhouse team. It was the bottom of the sixth inning and the tigers were beggining to show some signs of laziness and fatigue. With an error, and two wild pitches the bases were loaded up. Alexi Ramirez stepped up the the plate. There was one out and an 0-0 count when the pitcher threw a fastball just off the plate. Alexi showed true skill and maturity by capitalizing on this rare pitch and smashing it to deep left field for a grand slam. I screamed so loud I think my neighbors three houses down heard me. I was mad at alexi, I was mad at the pitcher, I was mad at the world as a whole. Now I know Yogi Berra's old saying of, "It aint over, till its over" but right then I knew the sox had done it and the Twins would be playing game number one hundred and sixty three tomorow. My prediction was correct. After the sixth inning everything just went downhill for the tigers. Constant errors led to more scored runs which eventually led to a final score of 8-2. I will never ever like Alexi Ramirez again for what he did but I have every once of fail contained in my body that the Twins can pull it out and make their first playoff appearance in two years. GO TWINS!!!!!