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October 26, 2007

What Getting Picked Off Must Feel Like to Matt Holliday

Wedgie


Ohhhh man.
It’s the World Series.
You’re down by one run in the 8th.
There are two outs with Todd Helton, your home run hitter, at bat.
You’ve just actually gotten a HUGE hit off Boston closer Jonathan Papelbon, so you’re standing on first.
You take a lead, but something’s wrong…Papelbon…he’s (I imagine it chaaaanggeess into sloooooowwww motiiiooonnn) noot thhrrowwiinnggg aa piittcchhh…hhee’ss tthhrowwwinnngg ttoo ffirrrsstt bbaaaassssseeeee aandd I ccaan’tt gggeettt bbaaaaackkkkk.
And now you’re crawling like a spaz-crab trying to touch that base, but you look up and the ump’s got his thumb in the air.
You’re so out it’s ridiculous.
Papelbon has picked you off.
On National Television.
It’s like he just ran over and gave you a wedgie in front of the whole country.

Me being sort of neutral, it was truly painful to watch.
When Holliday was getting up off the ground, he looked like he wanted to scream or cry – you had to feel for the guy.
“MONEY” is how Kevin Goff just described it to me.
He’s wearing a Sox hat, by the way.

The final score was 2-1 Boston.
And now, the hole the Rockies are in is almost grave-deep.

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