Karma's a bitch

I take full responsibility for last night's debacle and for that, I send my sincerest apologies to Jonathan Van Every and the Red of the Boston Red Sox who were humiliated in St. Pete last night. When the Yankees were forced to use Nick Swisher as a pitcher earlier this season against the DEVIL Rays, I was thoroughly entertained by the idea. I spent days relishing in the collapse of the most expensive pitching staff in baseball. Yeah, karma's a bitch. Last night, the Red Sox found themselves in the exact same situation in the same circus tent and chose to let Jonathan Van Every pitch the 8th inning rather than tax the already exhausted bullpen. While it was embarrassing to watch Van Every hurling 75mph fastballs and Javy Lopez chasing balls in right field, the loss did put things in perspective for me. I hate the Devil Rays. It's somewhat irrational, but I really hate them. I don't know what it is -- if it is their obnoxious fair weather fans -- Did you notice the stands were quite empty last night despite being packed with raging cowbells last fall? Maybe it's their horrible stadium that drives me over the edge. Did you see that homerun off the roof or catwalk or whatever? And poor Bay was running blind out there in left last night. The roof is the color of a baseball. Freaking genius. Maybe it is that they swagger like surly teenagers who think they have it all figured out. Whatever it is, I don't like them and I do not like losing to them and fueling their fire. I think I'd rather lose to the Yankees.