MY LIFE - SEPTEMBER

Wednesday, September 20, 2000

I'm sick and I never saw it coming. I woke up today with a little congestion, but when I swallowed, or in this case, attempted to swallow, I felt it immediately. The pain in my throat. Not as painful a sore throat as one that's irritating. It's the kind that makes it hard for you to swallow and drives you crazy. So I don't have much to say today. I don't feel good right now and I think it's getting worse. Maybe in a couple of days I'll something decent for you to read. Either that or I'm dead from a cold.

Okay, maybe that won't happen, but it feels like it. Swallowing is an essential part of life. Otherwise you might choke on spit or something. Right now, swallowing is not an easy thing for me to do, but I guess that's part of life for a person who's sick. I just hope it doesn't last too long or I'm going to get a little fussy.

You don't want to make me fussy either. I'm bad enough when I'm not sick, not saying that I'm a fussy person to any extreme, but when I'm sick, I get very pissy and am even more moody. That's not a good thing for those around me who have to deal with my moodiness. I'm much quicker to snap at a person and I'm even less tolerable of people than usual.

This sore throat also made it more difficult for me to talk. It doesn't hurt that much until I start talking more, then it starts to get a little worse as I continue to talk. Of course, when I'm at the register, talking is part of the job, making it a little more difficult for me to do what I have to do and it also makes me less likely to carry on any kind of conversation with a customer. In other words, my already shoddy customer service becomes something that should get thrown into the dumpster and tossed out with the trash.

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Tribe Watch 2000

Cleveland Indians, 2-5
Boston Red Sox, 1-4

Summary

The Indians did the unthinkable and swept the Red Sox in a day-night doubleheader today in Fenway Park. It was inthinkable only because Pedro Martinez was pitching in the first game, won 2-1 by the Indians when they got a run in the first and an insurance run in the ninth on a home run by Kenny Lofton, who scored both runs. Steve Woodard pitched six shut-out innings and the bullpen held the lead despite a shaky appearance by closer Bob Wickman, who got the save. Pedro was his usual self saying that he'd pitch against the Indians anyday and win. This was the first time Pedro's ever lost to the Indians.

The Indians came from behind in the second game, winning 5-4 on RBI singles by Manny Ramirez and Jim Thome. Dave Burba went five innings, giving up four runs, but the story of the game was Omar Vizquel. With Jim Thome at the plate and two outs, Vizquel stole home plate without a throw from pitcher Raul Cormier, who never saw Vizquel break. That tied the game at 3 and the Indians eventually took the lead. Two more tomorrow for the Indians and Red Sox to wrap up the series.

Record

82-67