OK, so you're not feeling well. What do you do? Why you go seek the heeling powers of The Church of Baseball. We went to "The Joan" tonight (OK, this is a stretch - I'm calling TPFKAC™ "The Joan" right now because Joan Cusack is the spokesperson for U.S. Cellular, and I still can't call TPFKAC™ U.S. Cellular Field, so calling it "The Joan" seems twistedly appropriate.)

What a wonderful night! The weather is actually really nice (73 degrees), hardly a breeze. Soooo much better than the last game we were at. Unfortunately, in that last game the Sox lost 12-2. Who would have known that tonight's outcome would be the same! No hitting, no pitching. I have no faith in some of the starters (Dan Wright?), and less faith in the middle relievers (Rick White?). And I'm still trying to understand why we have Brian Daubach on the team (no speed, no arm). For a team that was supposed to take the division, we have nobody batting over .300 (D'Angelo Jimenez is the closest at .299, but Paul Konerko at .214?) So, the Sox fire hitting coach Gary Ward (we were hitting .249 and a paltry .228 with runners in scoring position) and brought up Greg Walker, hitting coach for Triple-A Charlotte the past two years. He's the fourth hitting coach under Jerry Manuel (who, BTW, got thrown out in the 5th for arguing a fair ball call at third, in one of his most animated tirades I've seen out of him - though the last minute and a half you just knew he was looking to get tossed). If Jerry is still here at the end of this series, and we lose the next series (against lowly Detroit), I say he's gone. Another great night night for a baseball game - too bad the team didn't show up to play.

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