Catcher Ryan Lavarnway put the struggling Sox on his back last night, going yard twice, keeping Sox fans on the edge of their seats for the last game of the season tonight. Our wild card lead over the Rays dwindled the entire month of September and the playoff picture has looked bleak. And with a Sox win and Rays win over the Yankees, the last game of the season will decide everything for both clubs. If we win and they lose, we’re in. If we both win, we go to a single game playoff. Just nerve-wracking shit here. Storybook fantasy type of shit that wouldn’t even happen in the movies.
The worst part about it is that no one believes we can win. I don’t even think Tito does. Our pitching is atrocious. Just God awful. No lead is safe, and no start is a guarantee. But I really can’t help but think in the back of my head, “what if?” What if we did it again? What if we scrapped our way through another playoffs and did the unthinkable? It would be amazing to witness. But, let’s be realistic. Lackey is one text away from a nervous breakdown, our bullpen breaks down more than a shitbox first car, and Francona looks like he keeps smelling a fart. We most likely aren’t gonna do anything in the playoffs if we make it. But if we don’t even make the playoffs, this season will go down as one of the biggest disappointments in Red Sox history. Just a collapse of epic proportions. Our fate lies on one game…fuck.