Game 1

Well, if Game 1 is any indication, we're in for a pretty good series I think. The cold Chicago weather really got to Clemens stiff hammy last night, leading to the first ever World Series appearance by someone with the first name of Wandy. Wandy actually pitched pretty well, giving up only one run. Too bad for him that one run was the deciding homer off the bat of post-season superman Joe Crede (who also turned in no less than three stellar, possibly run saving plays in the field as if to say, "Come on, really, how did you guys give the ALCS MVP to Konerko?"). The game actually came down to the two points I had made before the first pitch (which rarely happens), the Sox bullpen and Bagwell. Chicago's pen was actually quite the opposite of rusty with Cotts and Jenks turning in 5 strike outs in seven batters faced. Jenks helped prove why I was rooting for Ozzie Guillen this whole post-season, so I could watch him do things like signal for Jenks by putting his arms out, then up, signaling for "the big, tall guy" and creating some wonderful not-so-unintentional humor. Jenks came on with runners on first and third (second and third after he allowed second to be taken) and threw absolute laser beams (I think the slowest pitch he threw was 99 mph) past Bagwell, who clearly had no chance of catching up to that kind of heat with his balky shoulder.

Still, the White Sox win was by no means dominant. With a healthy Clemens last night is a different story. The 'Stros have to hope they have a healthy Pettite tonight to even things up (they said his knee was healthy for the NLCS Game 5, I'm not so sure). They lost the first game to the Cardinals too, afterall.

Sorry- this was done at like noon but Blogger freaked out and refused to publish it for some reason. And now I see it's double posted for some reason. I'm just going to pretend like there's nothing happening.