Monday, October 29, 2007

World Series Finale...

So who didn't see this one coming? The Red Sox downed the Rockies 4-3 to complete the sweep in what has to go down as one of the most lopsided World Series' in recent memory.

If you forget all about that amazing hot streak that saw the Rockies win 21 of 22 it was quite easy to see coming. The Sox, a team full of proven veteran talent such as David Ortiz, Curt Schilling, World Series MVP Mike Lowell and the ever popular Manny Ramirez have been envisioning this game since April; the Rockies were at or near the bottom of their division for much of the year. If you'd like to read about how badly the Sox beat the Rockies on paper, check out Bob Smizik's article, he talks about the difference in pitching staffs. Once you read it yinz will know what I mean.

Watching all this baseball makes me think about one thing; those cheap, cheap owners of our beloved Buccos...I have been a Red Sox fan for years now (no idea why...must be my Irish side), but, as much as I enjoy them winning, I'd much rather it be our boys. Pittsburgh loves us a winner, and the city would really get behind a winning baseball team.

What bothers me is that it really wouldn't take that much more money to make us at least competitive. By Snack's estimates, if we made our payroll roughly 70 million dollars, we would be able to add the at least middle-of-the-road veterans we could really use. As is, all our payroll allows for is a small, one-year piece here and there that we always end up using as trade bait because of our awful record (or they go the way of Joe Randa and lose their starting job, costing us $4 million to find out Freddy Sanchez was for real).

At least we have the Steelers and Pens to keep us occupied for the next 3 or 4 months...we'll keep you informed on the mangerial search for the Buccos, but if you're looking for a daily update on all things Pirates, check out Bucco Blog.

PS: Keep an eye out, Diego is going to post his first "Monday Morning Hangover" segment, prolly sometime this evening. (Unline your boy Snack, he has a 9-5 type job...)

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