All losing streaks end. Eventually, someone steps up and says, we're not losing today. Either a pitcher throws up a platoon of goose eggs, or a hitter puts up a 4 for 5 with 2 homers, and the victory is claimed. No team has ever lost 81 games in a row, so we had to win at some point. Right? Right?
As we reach the literal halfway point of the season, Big Jon Lester took the hill. After 6 innings, he trailed 4-1, despite only allowing 1 earned run, and things seemed dangerously close to Lossville.
But our boys rose up, striking for five runs off of ancient Miguel Batista (who is 8 months older than ME, for Pete's sake) and young Mark Lowe (who, apropos of absolutely nothing, is diabetic) to give us an 8-4 lead and, eventually, a win.
Phew.
Whahoo! Happy dance... again. It never gets old for me.
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