Been out of town for the past 2 days - sorry to all my fan, sitting vainly at his computer all day, waiting for a recap of last night's flat performance. As Game 4 starts in much the same way, this series is starting to resemble nothing so much as the 2005 ALDS against the White Sox in terms of the looming sense of inevitability. Boy, do I hope I'm wrong.
Oh, and Dustin, take a fucking pitch. Cripes.