So many decisions to be made…
Well, a valiant effort by everyone. Fact of the matter is, when all was said and done, we just had too many injuries, and ran into too good of a pitcher come Game 7.
You gotta tip your cap to Matt Garza. He had the game of his life. But as crushed as I am, I’m not nearly as devastated as I was after Game 7 of the 2003 ALCS.
For starters, I was actually pretty surprised we were able to make it past the Angels in the ALDS. They were the best team in baseball all year. After making it past them, I figured we were playing with the house’s money. This was especiaally true after we were down 3-1 against the Rays.
But it sure would have been sweet to make it back to the World Series with a chance to defend our title.
On the night of Game 7, a group of about 40 members of the Front Office gathered in a suite at Fenway to watch the game. It was intense, it was thrilling, and it was very very sad. We tried everything…moving into lucky seats, wearing the same shirts as the night before, etc. But in the end, it just wasn’t enough. Like many of you, as soon as the last out was recorded, someone shouted “shut this off!” and the TV screens immediately went to black.
There’s nothing worse than getting to a game 7 and watching the opposing team celebrate. Maybe I’m just not mature enough for this not to bother me, but if that’s wrong, I don’t want to be right.
So…here we go! Our offseason is officially here. The question is, what do Theo and Baseball Operations do? Do you think we should re-sign Tek? What should our rotation look like next year? Do we make any big trades? Where do you think we need the most help?
You know what’s funny? All season I feel like people were clammoring for more bullpen help. But in the end, the bullpen was one of our best strengths during the playoffs. Okajima stepped up his game; Masterson found a way to get the big outs, and Papelbon, was…well…Papelbon.
Ok, time to continue clearing off my desk (no I haven’t been fired – yet) for an offseason office move…
All the best from a very deflated Front Office,
“The Voice of the Nation”