Saturday, September 4, 2010

9/3 and 9/4 Post Game Therapy

I am not going to whine about Nelson Cruz’s horrible AB in the 8th inning Friday night against Mike Capps (which I thought was a worse transgression than Alex Cora’s running blunder – however, did he not see Repko make that throw twice before that evening?)

I am not going to moan and groan that this weekend the Rangers gave away home field advantage in post season … if they get there… I’m still not ruling out a complete collapse.

I am not even going mention that I'm jealous of a team (Twins) that have a DH who actually contributes home runs and rbis (no just seeing eye singles).

I am not going to complain about the fact that winning a series in Kansas City means nothing;  but that losing a series in Minnesota to a playoff contender on the road is important, really important, I mean really, really important, did I mention it was important? ( Hint: Do you want to see Texas start the post season playing two games against that team from the Bronx in their home stadium?)

No instead, I’m just going to type out  a few Talking Heads lyrics? Why? Because New Mexico Bean liked them, so I know the lyrics and I figured "it’s time" to stop making sense.

Stuck a pencil in my eye
I can hardly wait to get back home
Why is everyone gettin' paranoid
I was only having fun" 
-- Lifetime Pilin' Up

"And she was looking at herself
And things were looking like a movie
She had a pleasant elevation
She's moving out in all directions"
-- And She Was 

"You start a conversation you can even finish it
You're talking alot, but you're not saying anything
When I have nothing to say my lips are sealed
Say something once, why say it again?" 
-- Psycho Killer
"No visible means of support and you have not seen nothin' yet
Everything's stuck together
I don't what you expect staring into the TV set"
-- Burning Down The House
"We dress like students, we dress like housewives
Or in a suit and tie
I changed my hairstyle so many times now
I don't know what I look like"
-- Life In Wartime
Finally: the one set of lyrics that actually does apply to this Ranger team  (from a song coincedentally titled "We're On A Road To Nowhere") :
"Well we know where we're going
But we don't know where we've been
And we know what we're knowin'
But we can't say what we've seen
And we're not little children
And we know what we want
And the future is certain
Give us time to work it out"
" we get older and stop making sense" -- Marla Hooch

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