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Magic Numbers

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The laboring days of this last(and lost) weekend of summer have a darkness about them. Leave it to a team with black uniforms to bring out desperation in Beantown. Fans and their early exits from games have been somewhat the norm this year. A few times this season, thousands of fans missed great comebacks. A few times. Yesterday, as reported in the Globe, fans looked as though they were being “chased” out of the park. In some ways, we already knew the Sox have chased themselves out of the postseason, through bad luck and broken bones and sometimes confounding one-run losses.

As some teams begin to see magic numbers appear on the road in front of them, some painful figures have been rung up recently. Baseball Prospectus gives the Sox less than a 5% chance of making the postseason. Other wounds from this weekend include the number of years–34-since the Sox were swept at home for a double-header. This was even before Bucky Dent had a middle name in Boston. The last time the White Sox swept our Sox at Fenway? Ten years ago. Ouch.

My magic number is THREE. There are three games to play, starting tonight against the Rays. A sweep(allow me to dream) would revive the otherwise dim lights in Boston. Three. A number with a long legacy, in literature and religious traditions. “3.” I keep repeating to myself today.

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After a vacation in California, including one game at beautiful AT&T Park, where I helped my 7-year old nephew root for his Giants, university life begins again tomorrow.

The results of the Thomas’ Trolley Red Sox Poetry Prize will be announced soon!

THE THOMAS’ TROLLEY RED SOX POETRY CONTEST

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The Thomas’ Trolley First Annual Poetry Prize Deadline Extended! 

ALL ENTRIES WILL BE ACCEPTED UNTIL MIDNIGHT Tuesday AUGUST 31st

We are
looking for Red Sox Poetry. Can you resist being crowned the Bard of the
Red Sox?

Send your entries to Thomastrolley@gmail.com and you could win a really nice Red Sox Prize.
If you enter now, the odds are with you.
Remember, a minimum of 6 lines. The rest of it is up to you.

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Many many thanks to Rachel of Missing Fenway(twitter), dear friend and fellow writer and Red Sox fan who bestowed the book Big League Poets(pictured above) in honor of this blog.