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Rumbling Beating up on the Angels is a lot better than losing to the Boston Red Sox.
This city loves to freak out and they will.
"Have the pitchers hit a wall?" "Is this line-up any good?" "This bullpen sucks!" "This team will never win another game!"
The same people that thought the division was gift wrapped a week ago are the same retards blathering this tripe this week.
It's two games and the Rangers have the shot at splitting the series against one of the best teams in the league tonight. If they don't, they get three this weekend against the Angels.
It's a 2.5 game lead. It's still a lead and the Angels still need to keep winning. Freaking out after game No. 15, 35, 55 or 105 didn't do any good and freaking out now won't.
This series, actually, reminds me a lot of the New York Mets series. At the Ballpark, the Rangers are riding a little wave, the Rangers game game No. 1 and then get their asses beat the other two.
Any time a pitcher in the Majors grooves 90 mph fastballs with no movement down the middle of the plate, every team (from the Seattle Mariners to the New York Yankees) will hit it and hit it hard.
Two straight nights the BoSox have hit it and hit it hard. Every time. We're dealing with an ugly concurrence of predictably mediocre pitching and a team that's hot. A team that's paid to punish so-so pitching.
And it's not like the Rangers line-up is doing much of anything to keep up anyway. Good luck keeping the Red Sox to two runs or less every game.
Buck up, assholes. The sun will come out tomorrow.
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