50

No way, Jose. As in, no way Jose Contreras loses to Kansas City, the worst team in the majors and a team he has never lost to in nine career starts. Well, there's a first time for everything, and last night the Royals broke their maiden (a horse racing term) against Contreras. They didn't just beat him, they beat him like a rented mule (continuing with the equine expressions). Again, the defense was leaky, and the offense was non-existent until the ninth inning. In short, the Sox deserved the 10-4 beating they absorbed.

Fortunately, the Tigers lost to Boston, keeping Detroit's lead at 6.5 games, but dropping the Sox's Magic Number to 50. We've got a one game margin over the Twins, who won last night. No suprise there, since Minnesota is playing .700 ball at home. Good thing we don't have to play them up there anytime soon. Oh, wait. We do play them there, starting tomorrow night. Buckle your seat belts boys and girls. We could be in for a bumpy ride. But first things first. We must win today. Losing three in a row to KC would make our guys look like a bunch of asses. (There it is, the trifecta of riding-animal references. I can stop now.) Go Sox!