so many Sox teams from the distant past would have found a way to lose last night’s game.
This team finds different ways of winning on almost a daily basis.
Call it “mojo,” “chemistry” or whatever, but this season seems almost magical, except that the word magical implies we are more lucky than skilled.
Speaking just for myself, I often feel like I get a sense of how the season will turn out by June or July. Unlike many other losing seasons where I cling to glimmers of hope to the last minute, I was one of the first to give up on the 2019 team. It’s not something I’m proud of, but I just got a strong feeling very early that we just didn’t have it in us. I was not overly. Incident about 2021. I projected 86 wins and felt we might compete for a playoff slot if close to everything went right. I called this “a bridge year” where we could afford to play all our bubble players to find out which ones were keepers, or at least come close to knowing about most of the fringe guys and maybe a few prospects along the way.
Winning has kept us from doing some of this, but who is complaining. This has been a very enjoyable season, especially coming out of the cocoon many of us have been in for a year plus.
I’m liking our chances for a 2021 ring more and more. I’m not feeling like we are the favourites, but other really good teams have as many issues as we do.
Winning this west coast trip would boost my confidence even more!
Keep the mojo risin ’!