After escaping a bases loaded, one out scenario in the bottom of the 8th inning, I assumed the Red Sox would eek out a victory and leave Camden yards with a much needed win. However, my assumption was dead wrong. In an effort to channel the ghost of Armondo Benitez past, Jonathan Papelbon took it upon himself to single handedly blow the game in the bottom of the 10th inning. As someone who has been the victim of many a Papelbon prison raping, I can only wish him the absolute worst going forward.
With the Red Sox loss behind me, I immediately turned my attention to my beloved Mets who were jockeying out Johan Santana in their rubber game against the Phillies. With Johan only laying 125 against a relic, in the form of pitcher Jamie Moyer, I was counting the ways to spend my newfound wealth. With the Mets taking a 5-2 lead I received every gamblers worst nightmare......The dreaded congratulatory text(s). Nothing says "you just got screwed" any clearer than a text declaring that your bet is a winner, followed up with "I wish I remembered to put the game in myself". Anytime you receive a message like this I advise the following: head straight for the medicine cabinet(preferably anti-anxiety meds) or start drinking aggressively. Within minutes, Santana gave up 8 runs all with two outs and for the extra kick in the balls, he walked the pitcher. Now down 10-5, I had the same dumb dog expression that Jerry Manuel so eloquently manages to pull off.
Last year I correctly predicted the Mets demise, prior to their rash of injuries and long before realizing Omar Minaya is incapable of forming a complete sentence in English. Tonight the Mets send Ollie Perez to the mound against a very average Reds team. That being said, I LOVE THE REDS -130 tonight. Knowing the Mets propensity to fall apart after big division series, I expect a hangover in the form of a flat performance.
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- I am an avid sports handicapper. For the past 20 years I have been handing out winners across all sports like confetti at a parade. unfortunately I had jobs that required all my attention and prohibited me from pursuing that which I love most- Sports Handicapping.