Mike Timlin continues to underwhelm
I'm watching the Angels/Red Sox tonight and I can't shake this question from my head; Where have I experienced this sinking, sick feeling before?
The feeling that as soon as a certain pitcher enters a game, regardless of the lead or how well the team's been playing that night that it can all go to shit so quickly that the skipper will be powerless to get the hook before the damage has been done?
Where, oh, where?
Hmm...
Oh, yeah.
Mike Timlin, meet Latroy Hawkins. Latroy, meet Mike.
(Images from: BostonDirtDogs.com / brendoman.com)
The feeling that as soon as a certain pitcher enters a game, regardless of the lead or how well the team's been playing that night that it can all go to shit so quickly that the skipper will be powerless to get the hook before the damage has been done?
Where, oh, where?
Hmm...
Oh, yeah.
Mike Timlin, meet Latroy Hawkins. Latroy, meet Mike.
(Images from: BostonDirtDogs.com / brendoman.com)
posted by Matt G at
11:27 PM
1 Comments:
I was thinking of offering to sit my entire lineup against Keith for $50.
Too little too late to help you this go-round.
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Monday, August 28, 2006 8:13:00 PM
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