I have a confession to make: I got pretty low during that first two games of the Boston series. The starting pitching – the acknowledged Achilles heel of this team – was reaching a new low. The offense was out of sorts… and the Red Sox were surging past the Birds in the standings. Things looked bleak. Baseball was no fun to watch.
But as so often happens in a baseball season, I waited long enough for the Orioles’ fortunes to change, and the long look of the 162 game marathon took over for the agony I had experienced during those few games.