Astros fan Linsey Hasenbank's reaction pretty much says it all (Carlos Javier Sanchez/Houston Chronicle)
Ever since Saturday, my sporting life has stunk.
First, my Red Raiders lost the most important game in the school's history
Second, my Cowboys lost because of a fluke play even though the 'Boys held Seattle in check on defense most of the game.
Third, my Astros went down 0-2 in their first World Series appearance in history.
But I figure it's no problem right? The Astros can win 3 games at home and at least make a series out of it before it goes back to Chicago.
First, Roy Oswalt, our streak stopper, gives up 5 runs in the 5th. Then it goes to extra innings with not much happening. Finally, Geoff Blum, a guy the Astros gave up on, kills us in the 14th with a homer off Ezequiel Astacio.
There are words to describe this. None of them are for polite company.
I'm sure a lot of Astros fans were once Oilers fans must be feeling whatever it is they felt when they saw the playoff game against the Bills in '92.
Seriously, how do you stop this team? Ozzie Guillen just always seems to make the right move at the right time, and every batter seems to be able to come with the big hit.
Meanwhile the Astros are showing the form that got them off to a 15-30 start this season.
And we've got to rely on Brandon Backe and a seriously bad bullpen to get us one stinking win.
Maybe this is God's way of telling me I need to take a break.
(Bonus post later today, this was supposed to be Tuesday's post, but the game ran long)
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