Wow, the Red Sox won their first World Series at Fenway in 95 years!
Who’s gonna play first for us?
Unless Big Papi is holding a grudge against Kaiser Wilhelm, I suppose they can retire every last reference to 1918 up there.
None of the in-house candidates is remotely satisfactory.
Shame about Beltran not getting his ring.
Who’s gonna play short for us?
Shame about Victorino getting another, of course.
There’s not a single good, proven option on hand.
At least Molina looked miserable when it was over; so much for Cardinal inevitability.
Right field’s another zone of uncertainty, to put it mildly.
Even though I had no strong rooting interest, it was a pretty good postseason all around, I thought.
Geez, we have a lot of glaring holes.
I started watching baseball in 2013 on February 23 and I kept watching it until October 30.
And what defines “splash” anyway?
But now it’s time to move on, into winter and toward, should we all be so lucky, another spring.
I hope they don’t make any stupid trades…but that they don’t do nothing, either.
I have only one last thing to say as we enter the offseason.
Let’s Go Mets — yeah!
Let’s Go Mets — I guess.