I could go on about how ridiculous it is to lose a series to the second-worst team in the American League. Or how Carl Crawford will drive me to alcoholism by September. Or how I’d sell my soul to the devil to see Adrian Gonzalez start hitting home runs again.
But that’s just complaining. Instead, I’ll paraphrase something my brother-in-law said earlier tonight: I hope Wakefield gets his 200th win before he gets his 200th loss.