And just as we care the most, some major league teams care the least. The teams that are playoff bound give our players rest and will give a nursing injury a week instead of a day. Teams that are out of it opt to play some rookies on some days and seem to play our guys vs the Verlander, Halladay types...Maddening.
During the last two weeks of the season, there is something that just upsets me more than anything else.
Getting Firked.
I made up this word three years ago.
During the last week of the year in an important league of mine, I had a pitcher get blown up in the first inning. He gave up eight earned runs and never made it out of that sombitching first inning.
It turned out that I still salvaged that league, but I didn't know that at the time.
PO'ed beyond repair!
I told myself I was f***ed. Then started chuckling when I thought to myself I wasn't f***ed, I was Firked!
The act of a pitcher getting blown up in the first inning and my reaction.
Firked.
Getting firked is horrible. It happened twice to me this past Saturday. Ervin Santana gave up five runs in the first inning and soon later, Colby Lewis gave up four.
I was firked.
Lewis would get some run support and pitch decently enough to win the game and Santana reeled off five scoreless innings, but, it's still too late. Those runs can never be taken away.
The damage is done. Even with Santana and Lewis pitching better after getting firked, they still ended up with 13 2/3 innings and 11 earned runs.
Firked.
Earlier in the year, I was forced to use Britton twice in bad matchups.
He firked me twice.
I called him Captain Firk.
So, here's hoping that your pitcher doesn't end up firking you even once during these last ten days.
It does not feel good.
[ September 19, 2011, 12:47 PM: Message edited by: DOUGHBOYS ]